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On Sunday, April 5, 2009 will be the feast day of San Vicente Ferrer. And here in Batangas, St. Vincent Ferrer Parish at Banay-Banay, Lipa City is known to be frequently visited by those sick old and young devotees from different parts of the Batangas and nearby provinces. Inside this …

Batanguenos are prayerful people. In fact, after holy mass on Sundays, priests would always end the celebration with Panalangin ng Batangueno. Here is the copy of the said prayer: Panalangin ng Batangueno Ama naming Mapagmahal tinawag po Ninyo kami kay Jesu-Kristo upang maging mga sambayanan ng mga taong may kaganapan …

There are numbers of things that we know about ourselves. There are also some secrets about the real us that we would like to be kept unknown to everyone. There are some things about us that we discovered because of other people. And probably a large chunk of our true …

  At his best, he showers me with a myriad of things I call “favorites”, blurts out an oddly humorous punch line and tells me hilarious stories about his escapades. At his worst, he’s nothing short of becoming an ogre— his sneering voice and alarming appearance never fail to give …

  “Only God has the right to take away one’s life and determine the means by which death will take place.” An intense analysis of this aphorism brought me to one sensible conclusion contrary to the recently proposed Consolidated Reproductive Health Bill— the use of contraceptives is no different from …

I was hit by a special brand of panic reserved for freshmen. Helplessness— that was how they labeled it. Appropriately termed, actually, because it applies to a considerable number of freshmen students. The word used to be my companion, by the way. That was three years ago— my freshman year, …

I was never an environmentalist. I never advocated those clean and green projects some concerned folks would reiterate at seminars time and again. Issues of pollution just made me tired. Nitrogen loading reports didn’t ring a bell. Distress about biomass burning didn’t stop me from absorbing every detail of an …

by Anjenelle Amante After a three-day, tranquil experience in the land of pines where the weather is pleasingly cold, tourists who crave for the sugary taste of peanut brittles, strawberries and other native treats flock and echoes of a historic past linger softly in the present, I am back to …