Tag: memoir
member name: Emeniano Acain Somoza Jr.
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October 21, 2007 05:31 AM EDT --
[Part 1: The Shrine]
My mother was a religious zealot and an artful seamstress. I didn’t have much choice except to prepare myself for fashionable sainthood.
From the time I knew . . . more
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October 26, 2007 08:55 AM EDT --
Against a colorful mosaic speckled with various cultural legacies from various civilizations around the world, she had sprung from a hardy race that upholds men as the reason for its being.
Yet, . . . more
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May 05, 2007 08:14 AM EDT --
I. A Mother’s Mother
Against a colorful mosaic speckled with various cultural legacies from various civilizations around the world, she had sprung from a hardy race that upholds men as the . . . more
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October 16, 2006 01:49 AM EDT --
By any standard, ours was the poorest. We lived in a small hut built in the middle of a coconut grove. We also had a small outhouse and a woodshed where we kept our sow, chickens, and the big gecko with . . . more
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November 09, 2006 07:59 AM EST --
By any standard, ours was the poorest. We lived in a small hut built in the middle of a coconut grove. We also had a small outhouse and a woodshed where we kept our sow, chickens, and the big gecko with . . . more
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November 09, 2006 08:02 AM EST --
By any standard, ours was the poorest. We lived in a small hut built in the middle of a coconut grove. We also had a small outhouse and a woodshed where we kept our sow, chickens, and the big gecko with . . . more
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October 22, 2006 10:05 PM EDT --
<Part I: The Shrine>
Mother
When you are the son of a zealot, you have no choice but prepare yourself for sainthood. From the time you knew how to read, spiritual literatures abound . . . more
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November 03, 2006 01:16 AM EST --
I.
Where I come from, it was easy to believe in what neighbors said because we trusted each other enough. There was a shared understanding, a kinship of some sort that one was there for the other – . . . more
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November 03, 2006 10:45 PM EST --
I.
Where I come from, it was easy to believe in what neighbors said because we trusted each other enough. There was a shared understanding, a kinship of some sort that one was there for the other – . . . more
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October 30, 2006 01:21 AM EST --
AT THE BEHEST of the younger of her two sons, Virginia looked remorseful after she approved their trip to the island. That was on a Saturday evening while listening to a flash report on the radio about . . . more
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November 01, 2006 07:35 AM EST --
(Click here for Part 3)
UNDER translucent ash-blue skies, the high waters of Siquijor Channel looked calm like a sheet of black silk heaving with dangerous secrets underneath…while miles and . . . more
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October 30, 2006 12:32 AM EST --
(Click here for Part 1)
There was another flash report on the weather. This time a new storm was coming in from the Pacific Ocean. The eastern part of the island of S- was now experiencing its deleterious . . . more
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October 29, 2006 04:12 AM EST --
AT THE BEHEST of the younger of her two sons, Virginia looked remorseful after she approved their trip to the island. That was on a Saturday evening while listening to a flash report on the radio about . . . more
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November 02, 2006 12:14 AM EST --
(Click here for Part 4)
Suddenly, the ferry rocked again. This time it rocked like a hammock at the tug of a strong arm. Levis turned his back on the walling to free the broken arm. Lester . . . more
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