She too might have held her breath when the interviewer asked after Jim’s bachelor status, seen Jim shake his head and laugh, embarrassed maybe at the picket line she’d have checked his left hand, like the other nurses, to see if anything had changed.Access-restricted-item true Addeddate 19:29:20 Boxid IA1925206 Camera USB PTP Class Camera Collection_set printdisabled External-identifier About the scholarship that brought him to high school in Manila, where he worked his way up from paper route to mail room at the Herald. If Milagros watched Movers and Shakers, she too would have heard about the first time he’d smelled newspaper ink and decided, at the age of five, that one day he would be a journalist. “He skipped two grades,” said Yvette Locsin, “and finished Ateneo at eighteen.” “He’s from up north, an Ilocano,” said Asuncion Flores. Youngest Staff Writer ever at the Metro Manila Herald (Oldest, Most Prestigious daily in the city). Movers and Shakers, a weekly who’s-who program not unlike a cockfight or a beauty pageant (Manila and its obsession with crowning champions, and ranking the Best and First and Most) had featured Jim one Sunday. Anything that he should know about.” Other nurses recognized him from TV.

In case anything else should happen, he told us. “I was just swept up in what my friends were doing. She’d met Jim at a rally on Mendiola Bridge the year before, when students tried to storm Malacañang Palace. “I called him here,” Janice Mendoza, fresh out of college, admitted. Her ignorance made the other nurses giggle. They had not exchanged numbers at graduation, and probably they would not even know her name. She couldn’t call those classmates for advice now. In 1969, her senior year, those kids accused the President of bribing and bullying his way to a second term, news that felt as far from Milagros as Armstrong’s moon landing. bases sounded like nursery rhymes, like games for kids who never had to work. All those long-haired, picketing boys and girls-that was how she thought of them, as children, next to her-blocked her path and made her late their chants on land reform and U.S. Maoists or Marxists, Young Patriots or Christian Socialists or Democratic Youth, were only obstacles on her campus course from class to job to library. In college she had never joined a single protest. Growing up, Milagros learned to keep her head down, her boat steady.

Her father had hopped farm to farm for work. Milagros Sandoval, Registered Nurse, twenty-two years old, had no road map from there.

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