Why I Love My Job
I love my job because I help my colleagues to become better at achieving their professional endeavors. My QA team taken in 2016
When Winter is Over
“When winter is over, I’ll take you there,” she said, pointing at the frozen pond about half a kilometer from the cafe we were in. “We go fishing.”
Arthur arrived late on Earth. He was supposed to park the ship in the hangar for inspection, but he didn’t, because before he landed, Winslow, his supervisor, had phoned him in to report to the office immediately. He frowned with frustration as he saw the sign over Winslow’s office door. John Winslow, Delivery Team Supervisor, Nanny Robot Galactic Services.
The Legend of the Banana-trunk Girl
Sonata was the most beautiful girl in town. She was benign. She was a Maria Clara, an epitome of a perfect Filipina. She had captured the hearts of all the boys in town. The rich boys from the neighboring towns would visit her regularly to court and lay their love on her. She was a daughter of a gobernadorcillo who was a Draconian. No boy could talk to her outside the house. Townsfolk knew that to be able to talk to her, one should pay her a visit and ask first for her father’s approval. Her father, Don Luisito, was a descendant of a powerful Spaniard, who was a confidante of Governor-General Miguel Lopez de Legazpi. That meant she was untouchable. A Spanish firing squad would execute anyone who dared touch her.
The green light was on. The people crossed the street, brushing shoulders and taking glances. On one side of the street, a traffic enforcer looked at the traffic light digital timer as it ran from sixty. And then he looked at the pedestrians. The digital timer flicked zero. The red light was on. The motorists suddenly beeped in deafening succession. The traffic enforcer’s eyes fell out. He gritted his newly brushed teeth. He raised up a whistle to his shaking lips and blew the air that came from his throat.
The Inception of War Against the Coilers
I wasn’t born yet when the Coilers arrived. Father told me they came when Mother was six months pregnant. They came with vast spaceships, silently springing up in the skies after the green lights had shown up, like that of the Northern Lights. Father said the world hadn’t prepared for their coming. Because if we had, we could have won the war against them. We hid underground so they couldn’t see us. Some had taken off to space, and, by now, would have been dead of suffocation or starvation. They have killed millions of people around the world by tensely wrapping the human body to death as a snake does to its prey. That’s why we call them the Coilers.
Coffee and Chocolate
Coffee is bitter, Chocolate is sweet But caffeine is better, For you to stay awake. * Chocolate is sweet, Coffee makes you awake.
My Love, My Guitar
Love is a guitar, Not a piece of a cigar. It sings incredibly, When strummed perfectly. * You’re a guitar, In heaven’s bar.