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Tangled legs

David Haldane . THIS morning I awoke with a foot in my mouth. It wasn’t the first time; in fact, it’s been happening for years. And all because of a Philippine custom to which I’ve been forced to adapt. I’m speaking, of course, of the deeply-held belief that children should …

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Hidden flags

David Haldane . FOR us, it all came down to a tee shirt. Ivy – my Filipino wife who became a US citizen in 2013 and now divides her time between Northern Mindanao and Southern California – wanted one bearing an American flag for the annual July 4th picnic and …

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A really bad day

David Haldane . IT was the thud to end all thuds. The kind that makes your heart sink and your breath stop. The kind that fills you with the sudden dread of a single thought: “What have I done?” What I had done was cavalierly smash into the open driver’s …

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Eating yellow dog

David Haldane . HER name was Sandy. For several months, ever since we’d moved to the Philippines, she’d been yelping in happiness when she saw us come home, protecting us from other stray dogs in the neighborhood and easing my eight-year-old son’s transition by cozying up to him every day …

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My kingdom for a corkscrew

David Haldane . IT’S called a corkscrew. Back in the US where I come from, they are as common as, well, mosquitos are in the Philippines. Though available in various colors and designs, their basic function is the same; to sink a winding screw into the cork of a wine …

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High heels

David Haldane . IN the end, it was a question of heels. If she could just find a decent pair of high ones, Miss Caridad believed, she might have a shot at winning. So, Ivy, my sweet and generous wife, lent her a pair that we thought might fit the …

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Traversing China

David Haldane . IT was just a glass of water.  A simple request, or so I thought. But this was China. And in China, I was soon to learn, nothing is at simple as it seems. My eight-year-old son, Isaac, and I had left the Philippines the day before for …

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Isaac’s bog

David Haldane . IT happened again the other day. I was at the private school my eight-year-old son, Isaac, attends in Surigao City. His second-grade class had just let out and, waiting nearby, I spotted him marching towards me across the grass. “Hey daddy,” he said, “can you carry my …

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Badass!

David Haldane . I THINK it’s the helmet that finally did it. It was a sleek, stylish little model made by Adidas that we’d bought from a street vendor in Vietnam. I slipped it on, grabbed my coolest-looking shades and threw a leg over the used Yamaha Mios motor scooter …

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Sealed lips

David Haldane THE warnings were vociferous. Strewn among the various online expat forums to which I subscribe, they were stern and concise; avoid potential immigration problems, they declared in unison, by refraining from participation of any kind in the Philippine midterm election. Don’t talk about it. Don’t acknowledge it. Certainly …

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