SunStar Cebu feature

My photo that I posted on Instagram was published on the SunStar Cebu newspaper (April 1, 2018 issue).

Even if it’s just a small part in the newspaper, it is so flattering to get acknowledgement for your work/art.


Ewan ko

Madalas iniisip ko:

Gusto ko na munang magpakalayo

Umalis ng mag-isa

Pumunta sa lugar kung saan sa akin ay walang nakakakilala


Tila sa buhay ko ako ay nagsasawa na

Laging kong tinatanong sa sarili ko kung ang buhay ko ay may saysay pa ba?

Araw-araw lagi nalang ganito

Mga dasal gabi-gabi hindi nagbabago


Ang tanging hiling ko lang naman ay isang magandang balita

Ngunit sa sarili ko hindi ko rin alam kung ano nga ba ito

Ang gusto ko lang naman ay maging masaya

Dahil alam ko sa mga narating ko ay hindi pa ako nakukuntento

So I read this article called A Story of Slavery in Modern America by the late Alex Tizon.

It was about his “family’s slave”, Lola, who served them with her whole life. It was so heart breaking. (I finished reading it while I was in the office, so I can’t cry out loud but deep inside me I was sobbing already).

Lola served that family for 2 generations without earning money from it. Just like old-school slavery.

When I was reading it, I felt a little guilty about something. Maybe because I also used to hate or bully our kasmabahay (domestics) when I was just child (I WAS JUST A KID. SORRY!). Then I thought to myself: do I deserve reading this piece of art? I really felt sorry because I used to do bad things our previous kasambahays. I can relate a little.

But when I was growing up (of course, I grew older and got educated properly), I realized that what I did to them was not humane, so I started to change the way I look/treat them. First of all, they are older than me and second, they help us doing house works.

My parents, especially my mother, always tell us that we should still help our kasambahay in doing chores because they are just there to help us and they are not entitled to do everything in the house, we help each other, they are not alila (slave).

Now, I respect the people I meet regardless of their station/situation/status in life. RESCT BEGETS RESPECT.