Nov. 25 is designated by the United Nations General Assembly as the International Day for the Elimination of Violence Against Women. Despite being one of the most liberated countries in the world, the Philippines continues to be a double-standard society, where certain acts of men are accepted and tolerated, while the same acts of women are frowned upon. My only solution to the complete elimination of violence (physical, sexual, mental and economic) against women is empowerment and the only tool I know that could lead to empowerment is education. Continue reading “OUTFIT | Double Standards”
In a town populated by a little more than 20,000 souls, my hometown, Lazi, is indeed very small. It is also located in an equally small island that is just lucky to be surrounded by bigger and more economically-progressive neighbors. While we are not very technologically-backward — we have electricity, mobile phone sites, and Internet connection — our electricity is crappy just like the most part of the nation. We are plagued by brownouts and blackouts that last, often, more than 3 hours a day. When these power outages occur, in order to entertain ourselves, we go out and talk. Continue reading “Small Town Conversations”
Let me tell you my Halloween story. Continue reading “Horror Halloween”
I went to public schools for 14 years, from elementary to tertiary. I am from a small island in the Philippines named Siquijor, and I live in one of its town, called Lazi. I went to the public elementary school there. There was no private elementary school at that time. And even if there was, the education I got from my public elementary school was probably at par with, or even better than, the education I would have received in a private school there. My former teachers were dedicated school teachers and experts in their fields. The elementary school is located just across my grandparents’ house where I lived most of the time.
Continue reading “Lazi Central School”
In our hometown, in Lazi, Siquijor, we celebrate our fiesta on the 15th of May in honor of the patron saint of the farmers, St. Isidore. Our town fiesta is an important part of our lives. Most of us (okay, me) treat the fiesta as the start of a new year. The fiesta is a celebration, especially of friends and families, and of blessings and abundance. To illustrate just how important our fiesta is, most Lazihanons count the years (especially of being away) by the number of fiestas they’ve missed. This year, our fiesta was not as festive as it was many years ago. This year, there were only a few of us in the family, which makes the fiesta really sad, but we make do. This year, the festivities were short of becoming “mantinil.” But nevertheless, each fiesta is different — no two fiestas are ever the same, and this year was different because I got to bond with my elementary friends. Now that our town’s fiesta’s over, I’m looking forward and preparing for next year’s. And I am sure it’s not just me, but most Lazihanons as well.
The photos show food we prepare during fiestas: mostly meat dishes (it’s economical and efficient, but really not healthy), lechon (a staple), and torta.