written by Morofilm
on Friday, 9 of May , 2008 at 3:26 pm
Malaysian customs officials seized all copies of my book, Children of the Ever-Changing Moon, which was supposed to take part in the ongoing Kuala Lumpur International Book Fair. No reason was offered to explain this action.What could be the reason? I'm quite sure my publisher paid custom duties. Might ...
written by Morofilm
on Wednesday, 7 of May , 2008 at 1:28 pm
I learned a new word today. It's pyometra. Three days ago, Basmati became lethargic, spent most of her time in bed, and the voracious eater that she is, she suddenly lost all appetite. When I picked her up, she let out a soft meow. Then last night I noticed stains ...
It is actually very sad, and at the same time funny to be presenting papers, or conducting workshops on Peacebuilding through the Arts because Arts is really about peace—it has one and the same meaning, only the spelling is different. Yet, time and again, we have to convince other people, especially funding ...
MindaNews checked the records of the Joint Coordinating Committee on the Cessation of Hostilities (Joint CCCH) and found that the number of skirmishes between the governent and MILF forces has steadily gone down from 698 in 2002 to 569 in 2003, a year of war; to 16 in 2004, the year the ...
Pamogon Store
Stall No. 04
Pikit Public Market
For coffee drinkers, a natural choice for a stop over in between Cotabato and Davao cities aside from rest room visits and road side meals, is the Pikit Public Market.
Aside from it being a vibrant and busy market place, it offers Pikit’s famous Pamogon ”excelsa” coffee.
We scoured for that ‘aromatic’ redemption and found it for ...
He willingly accepted our “invitation” for a courtesy call posed as a quick stop over. D.A., a known and even vocal advocate and leader of Lumads in Mindanao received us warmly in his humble shed-reception hall-meeting place made of bamboo. It was despite our short notice.
My colleague J.J. and DA knew each ...
IN a surprise birthday party in which I was tasked to say somehting about the birthday celebrator, I was my perky self -- the perkiness was really nerves that saw me nibbling on my nails before my turn came, and rushing through my speech in a voice pitched higher and paced faster ...
