All day you would be hornswoggler. You would be it in every game of tag or hide-and-seek, a spectacle of selfishness, ostracized, a dream smasher, the last to be served at supper, the last, before bed, whose prayers were heard.

An old cook stove, a few cracked dishes, an apple-box cupboard on the wall, two cots and mattresses, a table, and a couple of chairs.

Those lights of human intelligence losing human expression, gelidly protruding like the alien eyes of certain uncatalogued creatures of the deep.

Warning the United States against further intervention, the Reformist Forces said: “Never again shall the Filipino be hostaged to foreign might. The Filipino has (his) own mind with the Philippine interest in the highest priority."