A version of this is available on 2nd Opinion's website.
Sometime in July, I was invited by Ana Santos and Nikka Sarthou-Lainez, founders of Writer’s Block Philippines, for the organization’s annual workshop, “Jumpstart Your Freelance Writing Career”. During that Saturday afternoon at Fully Booked in Bonifacio High Street while facing the large group of aspiring, starry-eyed writers, I was suddenly reminded of my younger, inexperienced self.
Back then, all I wanted was to see my name in a newspaper—driven by a maddened desire to affirm my worth as a writer. A bit of context: while in second year high school, my ego was hammered into smithereens by a journalist officemate of my mom (she works for international news agency Agence France-Presse as Administrative and Financial Manager). The surly officemate opined, after seeing my articles, that not only was my grammar atrocious—my insights were also juvenile, incoherent ramblings. (That also was a rude awakening that some people will not hesitate to crush a young boy’s self-esteem, if only because it’s fun to see the world burn.)
The Boy was with the Sea all his life.
The Sea loved the Boy and cared for him—his flowing hair the Sea would crown with shells and pearls and little corals.
Every afternoon the Boy would swim to the surface and look at the sky, his back on the water. He stared at the blue expanse which stretched above them.
The Sea would be there, watching with the Boy.
HELLO, MY NAME IS EVAN TAN.
I'm a writer and communications professional based in Manila, Philippines. Outside of my regular job, I like to travel, work out, volunteer, watch movies and plays, go to art galleries/ fairs and museums, read books, and eat vegetarian food.
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