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Basketball diary

By Paolo F. Belmonte | October 28, 2005 - 12:00am

When I was in grade school, my entire class suffered from a severe case of no basketball due to a pedagogical schoolmistress who decided that our national sport was unsuitable for us at that age. Seriously, she’d...

Young Star

If there's a whale, there’s a way

By Aeon Mapa of The Philippine Star’s YS | March 18, 2002 - 12:00am

On October 27, 2001 I went to attend a family reunion in the Subic Bay Freeport Zone.

Young Star

If there's a whale, there’'s a way

By Aeon Mapa of The Philippine Star’s YS | March 17, 2002 - 12:00am

On October 27, 2001 I went to attend a family reunion in the Subic Bay Freeport Zone. It was attended by one great grand-aunt, 12 grandparents, 42 uncles and aunts, and 32 cousins!

Young Star