written by coffeeshop
on Friday, 12 of September , 2008 at 7:49 am
"Ikinekwento ni Trina Paulus sa atin na ang buhay ay nagsisimula sa maliit. Wala pang alam, at numanais pang tumuklas ng maraming bagay. Naghahanap tayo ng tunay na hangarin at tunay na layunin. Ipinapakita niya na sa tuwing nahahanap ...
written by coffeeshop
on Friday, 12 of September , 2008 at 5:34 am
We’d known, of course, that Kiko was artistically inclined. He’d been churning out drawings since he was five, I think, and now that he’s all of 14 it shouldn’t come as a surprise that he’s still at it, although his pieces can use a little bit more ...
written by coffeeshop
on Tuesday, 26 of August , 2008 at 10:18 am
There is, of course, something benevolent in planting tree seedlings, except that it doesn’t always feel like so. I’d planted seedlings for about four times in my life in various parts of Mindanao, and I can say without compunction that ...
written by coffeeshop
on Monday, 21 of July , 2008 at 12:09 pm
THE YOUNG MAN, I couldn’t believe it, came unprepared. There he was, clutching a sheaf of blueprints, and barely able to say anything substantial about his principals’ project. It wasn’t anything earthshaking: Sun Cellular was poised to put up a tower inside the APM compound at ...
written by coffeeshop
on Monday, 21 of July , 2008 at 12:09 pm
The young man, I couldn’t believe it, came unprepared. There he was, clutching a sheaf of blueprints, and barely able to say anything substantial about his principals’ project. It wasn’t anything earthshaking: Sun Cellular was poised to put up a tower inside the APM compound at Yniguez Subdivision ...
written by coffeeshop
on Wednesday, 21 of May , 2008 at 3:22 pm
One thing about staying home is that you notice more details. A picture looks better on the piano top, instead of the hallway. A throw pillow button is missing. The chirping of the birds ...
written by coffeeshop
on Monday, 28 of April , 2008 at 2:21 pm
THAT'S TATAY NAYONG, MY dad-in-law, browsing through an Israeli culinary mag, at a coffee pit stop somewhere in Marilog. We’d motored to our small patch of a farm last weekend and en route home, we’d chanced upon the place, Log Deck Nursery and ...
