I woke up to rain coming down so hard it reminded me of primary school in the Philippines right smack in the middle of monsoon season when all the dim yellow lights in the hallway were turned on at eight o’clock in the morning because it was as dark as dusk and the rain was powerful not like the wimpy drizzles that try to pass as rain but rain so strong it would hit you on the face and tell you how little you are but we were so little then running around the hallways in glee and in the fun eerieness of the shadows and the dim yellow lights and it didn’t feel like school and we were somewhere else in the warmth of friends while the world outside drowned and we were waiting for that moment when school would be cancelled because the wind was howling and we were waiting for that moment because all we needed was a word.


Posted on April 4, 2007, in New College, Philippines, Sydney, Writing. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Hello,
    My name is Jerome Herrera. I was wondering if we could exchange links. My blog is at Pls reply if you are interested. I also have website which is for Amateur Filipino Writers ( I was also wondering if you could put up a link to my website on your blog. Thank you!

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