since i don't want to lose the comments, i'll include this one, written months in the future by my brother.
november 8, 2005
30 minutes for ticking
i only have a few precious minutes to gripe, grumble, wail and whimper. this is done in between my exhaustion and not being able to do the laundry and meeting unfriendly creatures in the so-called saving and sustaining lives department. in all my years observing the beauty that is the filipino, it dawned on me that the cut-out is a basic martha stewart in the body of a typical bella flores character. it’s always party and gossip for the typical. there’s nothing really wrong in throwing a bash for a birthday or for a child’s birthday for that matter. in my terrain, it seems it’s always a contest on who has the grandest shindig. and why does it need to be in a hall or a theatre of spectacle? within that midst are the pseudo food critics or people who thought of you as a great failure because you cannot whip up pinakbet for the pure-blooded pinoys. which dish did you prepare? i was once asked in the north of england. a relative of a relative with one opinion too many would pound you senseless if you don’t measure up to her cooking and a long-lost friend once remarked about a maja blanca being so messy. these parties could be merely their excuse to be a naysayer in the lives of others or to show off their significance in the social order.comment:
May 22, 2006
Day, I guess some people have it’s own nisus bad or good and for bad people being different and kind is balderdash. love you always. Next month will be your birthday. happy happy birhtday. I pray for God’s blessing always.
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