Paving Pathways For Posterity
When she was twelve years old, my daughter Gina planned on how she would
govern the United States as its first woman president. She never once
considered her Filipino heritage a barrier to her dream. I don't believe
she is unique. In the hearts and minds of many others in her generation
of Filipino-Americans, there are no limitations, only a universe of
untried possibilities.
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Lourdes Reunion
A reunion calls to mind former classmates, even seatmates -- maybe even
the one who tied your belt to the back of your chair so when you were
called to the blackboard the whole seat got up with you; or the one
who shared a secret one balmy afternoon after school while you sat at
the corner of Pioneer Drive and Shaw waiting for a jeep
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Barbecued Bird Behinds
on a Stick: Adventures in Filipino Eating
A few years ago, at my relatives' home in Quezon City lived a mynah
bird named Francis. Perched in his cage by the corner of the veranda,
he would surprise a visitor from behind with a solicitous "Kumain
ka na? (Have you eaten?)" A guest would turn around to behold
him in all his black-feathered glory - skinny angular face, cartoon-thin
sticks for legs, head cocked as if waiting for a reply.
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