Jul 18
By: Glo R. Abaeo Email: twilight_glo@yahoo.com Once upon a time, before dancing was considered public entertainment, it was mostly done once in a blue moon when people can spare a few precious minutes from the usual murk of intensive labor or round-the-clock house chores. Either that or dancing can only be seen in the abodes of …
Jun 06
By: Glo R. Abaeo I was standing above a ridge one time, my feet were grounded but I feel the skies. It was like freedom in an unexplainable way. Complete abandon of self that makes me want to dive from where I was to embrace the expanse of reddish land below. The valley and villages …
May 03
By: Glo A. Tuazon Email: twilight_glo@yahoo.com It was one glorious afternoon in February when people started pouring into the park square of the Rose Garden of Burnham Park in similarly glorious spirits. The sun was up and the skies were blue. The microphones started echoing the recorded sounds of the Cordilleras before the blast of …
Nov 25
By: Glo Abaeo Tuazon Email: twight_glo@yahoo.com Some great ideas often stem from simple banterings or lazy talks over nothing at all. One absurd idea after another, suddenly taken seriously and materialized anyhow. Pe’tune was formed that way. One humid day in Bontoc started sparks of talks on un-appreciated and untapped talents among the locals, how …
