It was September 7, 2010, when I volunteered to teach my native language (Tagalog)  to  six  spouses of expatriates.   Women of different nationalities – Chinese, Swedish, English, Indian, Japanese , a Canadian and myself – met regularly every Tuesdays from 10:00 to 12:00 in the morning which was later moved from 2:00 to 4:00 pm. The ladies  took turns  in hosting the class.  I drove to their place in the enclave of the expats which is like a secret garden in the heart of our town. A sumptuous merienda was prepared by the host every meeting, while I brought  my white board and marker, together with my desire to share…

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