I love my country. I was born here, studied here, grew up here. All my siblings live in the US and I am the only one left here. I was supposed to be a US immigrant because my father petitioned me when I was still a minor. But I chose to stay behind, got married, and raised a family here.
But after visiting other countries, and I am greeted with these sights, I couldn’t help but sigh,
I wish our home, the Philippines, is more orderly, and clean.
Waiter, one order of onion rings please.
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