Story of ‘neglected’ dad in PH, US-based daughters stirs debate online
Would you abandon your father who could not part with his philandering ways or love him unconditionally despite his shortcomings?
August 17, 2014
Would you abandon your father who could not part with his philandering ways or love him unconditionally despite his shortcomings?
Back in high school in the late 1970s, we used to call the Greenhills Shopping Center simply as Unimart—referring to the supermarket that used to be the main facility of the San Juan commercial complex.
Four sets of traditional native garb in varying shades of red project a commanding presence at the entrance to the permanent textile exhibit of the Museum of the People in Manila.
As if it’s the most natural thing, Filipinos who have spent their most productive years abroad come home not only to retire but also to share both wealth and know-how.
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More on the Prototype Factory. The Rat has a mixed history. He was meant to be a poster boy of the zodiac. But he was too smart for his own good. Smart can mean bright. Smart can mean cunning, which is no good.
He laughed and said: ‘We scared you, didn’t we?’ Before I could answer, he planted a kiss on my forehead and resumed his hop, skip and dance away from me. I yelled, ‘Bye, Mork!’
People are talking about this middle-age man from a landed and prominent family; he seems to have a penchant for not paying his hospital bills. A high roller, he was confined in the ICU of a leading hospital, after long days in the casino. Recently, after a few days in the hospital, when he was already up and about, he walked out just like that—and adamantly refused to pay his bills.
“O Captain, my Captain,” Walt Whitman’s wise ol’ words
immortalized by Keating, “Carpe Diem” overheard.
I am 79 years old and a widower for the past four. The first two years were unbearable. I have four children, all professionals who have families of their own. Two are in the US, the other two are staying not far from me.
To readers asking what I lecture about, this should give you an idea. My organization is called the Temple of Prayer, Peace and Prosperity (TOPPP). It is spiritual in nature but is not a religion. The “temple” here is not a physical structure like a Buddhist temple or a Chinese temple; it is something which you find in between the two sides of your head—your temples.
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