Are you blind too?

I was sophomore in high school when I started wearing eye glasses. I remember complaining to   Mom back in sixth grade that I couldn’t read the writings in the black board in front of classroom, but she somehow ignored that and only had me tested after a few years. I was fidgeting in my seat while the ophthalmologist asked me to read the letters in Snellen chart a few feet away from me. After that, he had me in autorefractometer/biomicroscope whatever and soon, my eye vision was determined: I had astigmatism and myopia. After that day, I started wearing prescription Read More …

Why is red associated with communism?

I always have random questions popping out of my mind and I don’t know if it is normal or not. Yesterday, another thought came to me. Why is red associated with communism? Or socialism? Or violence? I have read things about the association of the color with communism and many have agreed that it is about the idea of the proletariat rising up in a revolution. We can remember the Jacobins in the French revolution who flew red flags to honor the blood of the martyrs who had been killed. Later, when they ruled the country during the Reign of Read More …

30-day Blogging Challenge: Day 15 (A person you admire)

I remember entering my university without much knowledge about the course I have chosen in the entrance exam. My first choice was bachelor degree in International Relations so when I passed the test, they automatically reserved me a slot in the college. Looking back, I felt proud to be one of the students to pass the conditions set for the course. It was rumored to have the highest grade requirement both for high school grades and test results from students vying to study there. On my first day as a university student, I felt like a small girl walking along Read More …

As I lay dying

I came into this world as a rolled piece of paper with heaven inside me. I think I was created normal. My height is ordinary, but I am proud to say that I am not like those skinny ones which were the favorites for a time. Instead, I am carrying the correct built for my being – not too thick to hold nor too thin to be fragile. I am perfect! Soon, I joined my brothers. We all bore the same mark from the time of creation. Together, we stiffly stood, a proud lot eager to prove ourselves. In a Read More …

30-day blogging challenge: Day 6 (A moment you wish you could relive)

If there is a moment that I wish I could relive and do something about it, I think it would be my ninth birthday. I was in my third grade in elementary school. Young Monica was sleeping when my mom informed my sister and me that Grandpa is already gone. “Gone? What do you mean?” I remember asking, still groggy from sleep. My mom burst into tears. My sister followed. I did not. After that news, I went back to sleep. I don’t know, perhaps the information wasn’t sinking in at the time. When I woke up, there were too Read More …

Whose Innocence?

Early this month, a trailer of Innocence of Muslims, an anti-Islam film, was posted in YouTube which sparked protests from different parts of the globe – from Middle East, Africa, and Asia. The 14-minute video was a mockery of Islam’s prophet Mohammed who was shown to be “a homosexual son of undetermined patrimony, who rises to advocate child slavery and extramarital sex, for himself, in the name of religion” according to Wall Street Journal. As a result, many Muslims around the world were enraged with the insult given to their messiah. The film triggered riots, protests and even violence in Read More …