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Takipsilim (Twilight): A Poem by Becky

Friday, June 12th, 2009
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(posted by Bhex Arcega) Of the many poems that my mother wrote which were published in Liwayway Magasin, this was her favorite. It was printed in the July 22, 1974 issue of Liwayway, and later in the HIYAS series of literary texts for high school students (2nd year volume). She dedicated the poem to Nanang […]

Good night, Mom.

Saturday, June 6th, 2009
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Rebecca “Becky” de los Reyes Arcega May 2, 1951 – June 6, 2009

The Smell of Burning Dry Leaves

Thursday, March 20th, 2008
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A neighbour started a bonfire to burn the raked dry leaves in her yard, and the smoke came in through our open windows… and a soft-spoken, elderly neighbour came to my mind… The gentle smell of the smoke reminded me of this one incident (I was a very small girl back then) when my father, […]

Reflections of A Writer’s Mother

Monday, December 17th, 2007
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It was a not-too-hot Saturday afternoon that 8th December 2007 when I headed for the Fully Booked bookstore in the Global City with one of my trusted nieces, Marivic. I was representing my daughter who was out of the country (she was in New Zealand), as her short story is included in the third anthology […]

Author[s]! Author[s]!

Sunday, August 19th, 2007
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This has reference to the article titled “English Lost in Translation in Philippines” by Carlos H. Conde published in the International Herald Tribune, Business section in its August 13, 2007 issue. Get the full article here. The above article is supporting the campaign of Antonio Calipjo Go against carelessly written/edited textbooks in the country. Mr […]

A Frighteningly Beautiful Dream

Sunday, August 5th, 2007
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I very seldom remember details of my dreams upon waking up — much like what it’s purported to be when we come out of our mother’s womb and we are hit by the trivial concerns (like the pain in the butt that the doctor spanked, the pangs of hunger or the cold room) that supersede […]

“Kapag may access, may success!”

Wednesday, July 25th, 2007
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Excerpted from this site: On the matter of ACCESSIBILITY, the Disabled have been denied of the implementation of the law providing access to public facilities and transport due to non-implementation of the provisions of the law on accessibility. Disabled stay home and out-of-the-streets There are statements and attitudes of government agencies and officials that the […]

The extent of freedom of speech

Tuesday, July 24th, 2007
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Freedom to say or print anything, under any political setup, has its implied or expressed set of responsibilities and limitations. Our press has the freedom to print anything, but it should do so with a high degree of accuracy of facts. To say something to distort these facts with an attempt to be destructive instead […]

The whos, hows and wherefores of the e-vat…

Monday, July 23rd, 2007
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So many government people are claiming that they are to be credited for the formulation and implementation of the much-praised (and much abhorred) extended value added tax, or what is more popularly known as e-vat. Foremost in this list would be ex-senator Ralph Recto, and I would even give him the bulk of the credit […]

Irritants in the Streets

Monday, June 25th, 2007
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There is this one bad habit of mine that my husband has not succeeded in curbing all these years — this screaming out loud when I see anything alarming. It has never ceased to make me shudder in fear and seethe in helpless, futile anger whenever I see the seemingly incurable bad habits of our […]