Breakfast with Malea
During my late breakfast, I was unexpectedly approached by my friend’s housemaid, Malea. Malea is a Filipino woman in her early 40s who has been working in the Dutch Ambassador’s residency for 12 years. In those few times that we have talked, Malea always gives off a sweet yet stern disposition. Our conversation started off with the usual topic of Egypt’s merciless heat, then...
How’re you doing, Dad?
Father and I never have much of a significant connection to begin with. The relationship is simple: he’s my old man, and I’m his son. He makes money for me to get into higher education, and expects me to do my duty as a good student. I just follow some of his requests: be a good student, get involved and active in my community, make sure I don’t keep mother worried, pay the bills if I have to,...