There is no go-cart small enough for a kid to fit himself in.
A child is a child is a child.
He is 12-years old.
There is no go-cart small enough for a kid to fit himself in.
A child is a child is a child.
He is 12-years old.
A break from the usual jog opens up a lot of new sights for me at Kowloon Park.
Like this.
Makes you break out into a smile, eh?
I wonder if dear old uncle thought it too way back his time. Maybe he did. Surely he did.
The latest trend among Filipino migrants now: overseas absentee voting.
For some, it is an affirmation of their being Filipino. For many, it is a step towards achieving change.
Manong Fruit Stand.
Where mangoes, mangosteens and bananas from the Philippines, durians and starfruits from Malaysia, grapes and other berries from somewhere but Hong Kong are sold.
He may be pricey at times but I would not mind paying.
Following my father’s advice, better to patronize local business.
I never was a domestic worker so I never really knew about their pains, struggles and sufferings.
But I need not be. All I had to do is remember Flor.
Hanged to death for a crime she did not commit. And it took then president Fidel Ramos and his ilk a lifetime to take action. Kailangan pang [...]
One needs no picture to understand the graphicness of contracting HIV.
Others shut their eyes only to see the vivid image of much-hyped death. Some shut their minds and deny the existence of a new-found friend. Many others are left with no ears, no shoulders, no walls. They either die quietly in desperation or speed up [...]
She is Eni, president of the International Migrants Alliance. Having worked in Hong Kong as a domestic helper for more than a decade, she learned the value of struggling for her rights and working with others to win them.
She is joined by several Indonesian, Thai and Filipino domestic workers today to hand out lai see (red [...]
A colored lifeguard post. The foamy Cretan sea. Some red wine. Good company.
A delectable way to enjoy a Greek sunset.