The morning breeze is cooler; the night is longer. The lights are dizzylingly dancing by the windows.
It's December again.
Yesterday was the feast day of San Andres de Apostol, and the birthday of a Philippine national hero, Andres Bonifacio.
Saint Andrew was the first to be called upon by Jesus to be his apostle; he was the brother of Saint Peter.
Andres Bonifacio was a poor bookkeeper who turned revolutionary and led the the Philippine Katipunan to rise up against the Spaniards who ruled the Philippines for over 300 years.
It's December and Christmas is here once more.
At the gas station the other day, an attendant reminded me that I no longer needed a receipt to purchase those cool sports car toys, obviously popular gifts for kids; at the church courtyard last night, Christmas wrappers were selling like hotcakes.
It's been highlighted in the news lately that the Philippine economy grew by an unprecented 7 percent. Expect shoppers and spenders to rush to the malls and restaurants.
It should be a Merry Christmas for all.
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