The Croc In My Lola’s House

Walking My Crocodile by John Drysdale He was six feet long and wrinkly when I first met him, and his name was Ay-Ay (short for buwaya). Spending time with him was the highlight of my summers in Cebu as a child. Ay-Ay lived under the stairs of my grandmother's house in Cebu. I met him…

How I Got Rid of My Yaya from Hell

Even before I started reading Nancy Drew Mysteries, I knew that early on I already had the makings of a young detective. At the age of five, I had a yaya named Petra (not her real name) whom my mommy trusted very much. Petra was small and smart, very wiry and moved around the house…

How “New Amsterdam” Is Keeping Me Sane

Everyday Heroes of NBC’s “New Amsterdam” When the pandemic began in March, CLOY helped preserve my sanity. Back then, I was probably the last woman standing, to cave in to the call of KDrama. I don’t regret it. KD was a lifesaver. For a few hours on such stressful days, I would get lost in…