On the 13th of May, 2015, at around 8:45 in the evening, I was lined up at one of the ticket booths at the Taft Avenue station of the Metro Rail Transit. While waiting for my turn, I couldn’t help but look around me and think where all those people have come from and where… Continue reading EYES OPEN TO THAT WHICH IS FOREIGN
In the romance novel Something Borrowed, most of the people celebrated the 4th of July by going out of New York City and travelling to the Hamptons where they would do all the partying and such. Ever since reading this book, I’ve always imagined the 4th of July as the time when the big and… Continue reading THE BUKID LIFE FROM JUAN TO JOHN: FOLK CULTURE IN URBANIZATION
Swings made of rucksacks tied on to the branches of a mango tree, sunrise and sunsets above an empty subdivision, stray cats that nobody feeds, and neighbors who practically know each other because they are, in some weird way, all related to each other—all these things can found in the place I grew up in.