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The "Mommy Book": Mommy Travels
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The "Mommy Book": Mommy Travels: Medellin on Mother’s Day was Ryan’s B-Day Gibitngil Island in Kawit, Medellin, Cebu looks serene just before twilight; this boat fer...
I believe there is no greater compliment than a child writing praises to a parent, so when I read Nancy Cudis post about her Mom, I felt her Mom is the most lucky Mom in the world. My mother and her unusual breakfast time tales By Nancy Cudis My mother is a born storyteller, very verbose and quite animated. Just like her own mother, she remembers many stories from long ago, even from the time when she started first grade. Mind you, not all of these are happy bedtime stories that make you smile before you sleep. These are tragic tales of the Japanese occupation, of unrequited love, of regrets, and of what-could-have-beens and what-ifs, pretty much balanced off with stories of climbing the neighbor’s mango tree (and harvesting some fruits without permission), of harvesting cacao at her family’s own backyard, and of endless talking over laundry by the riverside. Unsurprisingly, my mother being my mother—a maddening petite package of bluntness and gentleness, o...
It was only a few more weeks left 'till Christmas and I wondered how my grandmother would have felt after reading my history papers. I suppose she was my first nanny second only to my Mom. I remember her crinkled smiling face, her tobacco-chewing mouth. She cured my wounds with guava leaves. She boiled them before applying and she cooked and maybe helped with laundry. Maybe my sister Jo Ann remembers my Lola better. What I remember more is my Auntie's Mom. Maybe my parents were forced to get a divorce. Our neighbors thought we were too noisy. But Daddy showed by example. Mama became a Martha, trying her hardest to fit in. Maybe I was a younger Mary, silently watching. This Christmas, hop...
Dr. Amparito Llamas-Lhuillier reads “A Story of Christmas” to the children. (Photos by Richard Ramos) As a mother of two growing boys, I am extremely particular on the adage that reading is a must for self-development. So despite going home from a busy day at work tired and wanting sleep, I try my best to have the will and want to read a book at bedtime. My boys look forward to it. Not only do they learn things they also know their Mom, or Dad, loves them so much and wants to spend time with them reading. Not all kids are as fortunate. Thus I felt great motherly warmth for Cebu City Marriott Hotel for creating a heart-tugging event dubbed “A Story of Christmas.” One fateful afternoon at the posh business hotel, several kids from the Children’s Center of Cebu gathered at the Sampaguita Hall for a story-telling session. I believe the kids had no idea who their grand story-teller was – none other than a renowned Cebu patroness and busines...
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