Ironies loom upon the death of a person especially during his or her funeral service. At the last tribute for the King of Pop at the Staples Center in California only good words, praises, and expressions of love and gratitude were heard and felt for Michael, when not so long ago, people bombarded him...

(Feature Story: Human Interest) (This was one of the articles I wrote for my writing class, [under human interes stories] back in college at Brigham Young University-Hawaii) A line in his patriarchal blessing it says that he will be blessed with extra ability to hear and see things that other people...

(This is one of the articles I wrote for my writing class at BYUH back in 2005, it’s a commentary) I don’t want to ride on The Bus; but living here in Laie, and especially being an I.W.E.S student, I don’t have a choice. It’s the only public transportation on the island. I won’t forget...

It’s pretty ironic how easier and more frequent for people to utter words of gratitude, extend compliments, appreciation, and express love or apologies to each other through a medium like short message system (SMS or texting), electronic mail, online chatting, or through snail mailed letters, than...

There are a number of things I at times query about, simple, perhaps nonsensible, or complicated things; most are unanswered. I have always wondered why streets and highways get immediately and heavily congested when rain falls. Is it because of the slippery-when-wet phenomenon that’s why motorists...

I have allotted a day in a week to do my grocery in a nearby mall, being five months pregnant, I am now more health conscious than before, so I always check the label for nutritional content. I have observed this trend among the writings on the back of each pack, box, or sticker on food products. In...

The Tres Marias (from left to right) Journa Liz, Maria Dolour, and Maria April Sunday Do we realize what’s in a name? Or does it matter at all? My birth name “Journa Liz” has its own tale to tell. Where my parents got it, is quite obvious, but here’s the brief how. Well my mom is a B.A. Journalism...