Blogs and Short Essays

Mercie Mercie

Why am I a Prepian?

Prepians are, above all, remarkably well-rounded. A Prepian dies fighting a dictatorship; a Prepian heals patients across the globe; a Prepian inspires through the visual and performing arts; and, perhaps most importantly, a Prepian passes those exceptional genes on to a new generation of even sharper minds.

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In the Beginning

Preparing students for college was, after all, the school’s core raison d’être. Consequently, administrators selected only those applicants with the mental, psychological, and physical aptitude for rigorous academic work. This standard extended to the faculty, requiring highly competent teachers, many holding postgraduate degrees.

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Technology Saved the Day

I couldn't help but feel the weight of what that family was carrying. Tensions can run high for immigrant families navigating unfamiliar surroundings, and the fear of trouble with the law—compounded by domestic friction—was palpable in the woman's desperate apologies.

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Outfitting Me Through the Years

I was never fashion-conscious. I wore clothes, mostly dresses, that my mother had custom-made for me. She did not consult me about my preferred color, material, or style. My clothes arrived at my college dorm ready to be worn, and I didn't feel the need to question her choices.

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Of Scholarship and Steadying Hands

In my youth, my contribution to our community had been creative energy—crafting culture and arts policies, educating through exhibits, organizing performances, and showcasing Phillipine culture to international audiences. Decades later, as time brought physical vulnerability, I discovered the other half of that same bond: the humbling, beautiful experience of allowing the community we built together to hold me up.

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Babysitting a Celebrity
Mercie Mercie

Babysitting a Celebrity

But if I know Aggie, her true passion remains the music made with the instrument she was born with: her voice. When she steps up to a microphone, closes her eyes, and hits that first effortless note, the entire room falls silent. In those moments, she isn't singing to a crowd; she is singing directly to you. Music is her lifeblood, her spiritual offering to her public and her Creator.

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