What are little boys made of? By Emmanuelle Of little tin cars, plastic pop pistols, bicycles and skates, bugs and bloody noses. Pretty little girls in pretty little frocks do not belong to their league, unless the little girls come themselves with little tin cars, plastic pop pistols, bicycles and…
This last one, too, becomes Christmas past! By Emmanuelle There was a time when we were young and Christmas trees were tall. And truly pine. The upland forest has not deforested itself yet and DENR has not gone all the way too protective. And the natives were whoopingly rich for…
Feelings
Pardon, please repeat again once more for the second time? (Continued from last week) By Emmanuelle SO, LET ME tell you a true story that happened in a hospital that had been a second home to me for the past years. Lolita was married at twenty-one to her childhood sweetheart….
Feelings
Pardon, please repeat again once more for the second time? By Emmanuelle WE ARE BORN pantay-pantay. Pardon, please repeat that again once more for the second time? The Child was born in a manger, the Mother pushing, and maybe the surrogate Father himself ushering Him into this world. The most…