Assumption Convent News Today

Janet Brown retires from teaching at the school she first attended in 1965, when she was four

When I was in grade school, the minute I alighted from the school bus, I would only ask for one thing: Ang Mommy ko?

April 11, the first working day after Easter, was like New Year’s Day to me.

In the mid-‘70s, when the then Manila Midtown Ramada Hotel was being constructed, Sister Regina Victoria (Sr. “Regivic”) Yulo of the Religious of the Assumption was requested by representatives of the owners of the hotel, the Gokongwei group, to identify the structures deep down the construction site. But why, indeed, ask a nun to perform that task?

“If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.” — Martin Luther King Jr.

It was one of those beautiful autumn days when the trees that carpeted the mountains in Montenegro were turning a golden orange.

Despite having endured conflicts, Montenegro, a country in the Balkans 22 times smaller than the Philippines, is a postcard of tranquility.

The house—mansion actually—of his grandmother’s grandfather still stands and Álvaro Bartolomé Ruiz was awestruck. He lives in Madrid, visiting the Philippines for the first time.

Why is it that when we think of our mothers (welcome back to Manila, Mommy), we think of their recipes not just for the best dishes but for a happy home. Yes, to me, Mother’s Day is a gut issue.

Thus said the late Cardinal Fulton J. Sheen, an American Catholic religious leader, evangelist, writer, and radio and television personality.