Favorite Stories|part six: Barbershop

I was a bright-eye and bushy-tailed Freshman in Highschool when this Italian kid, who everyone called 'Mike da Barber,' made it known that he wanted to ask me out. (FYI: Mike liked to cut hair, hence the nickname) I was SO giddy about it because one, Mike was a Junior and two, he was actually …

Kuma-in ka na

That's how you say 'I love you' in Filipino. Just kidding, no. It actually translates to, "Did you eat yet?" -- but in my world growing up, it still meant the same thing. That's because when they say, 'the way to someone's heart is through the stomach,' Filipinos would say, 'The way to someone's heart …

Storyteller’s Club

Socially Awkward. Hey, I'm Therese. Hi, nice to meet you. Yea, it's my first time here. Oh, no we live on Oahu, my husband and I. So yeah, just visiting the neighbor islands. And attending this writing retreat of course. How bout you? Oh nice. Wait, how many books? Wow. Cool. Can't wait for you …

For His Birthday – a short story

“Those looking for a night of sophisticated funk might consider going to Jazz Minds. It’s a music Lounge & Bar, complete with Miles Davis memorabilia, dimmed lighting, and sounds that send you to New Orleans. Sure, the fried chicken is rubbery and the beer is watered down, but the ambience itself is unforgettable: imagine yourself …

Lessons Learned |

When I was in 3rd grade, my school introduced this music program where you got to pick any instrument to play, and every week, you’d miss class so you can practice it, and if you got good enough, you'd be selected to join the School Band and even travel to play at magical wonderful places …