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It has been said that honesty is the best policy. But will it hold true in this shop where no one is checking for your merchandise and the amount you’re paying. Will honesty contribute to the success of the owners of this shop?

During my visit to Batanes island, my guide brought me to a store where no one was tending the place. As the name suggest, Honesty Coffee Shop, you have to be honest when you’re inside this coffee shop. Whatever you buy inside you have to be honest. So for you to fully understand how it works, my experience will tell you.

We, my guide and I entered the store and as a visitor of the place I started looking for someone to attend to us. My guide already knows the ins and outs of the shop. There was a notebook and a ball pen on the table. I looked for coffee, a cup, and a thermos bottle with hot water and some sandwiches.  My guide told me to list down what I bought and the price of each item, the total amount and the date. I dropped my payment in a wooden box. It was an exact amount.

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As we sip our coffee, I can’t help but admire this kind of innovation in this era where modern IT technologies are advancing for the safety of the public. CCTV’s are not needed in the shop  much more, someone who would look after the customers and the shop’s merchandise. Who need those? They are not needed anymore to have an honest to goodness business in this part of the northernmost island of the Philippines. It’s honesty that works perfectly.

But before you dip into the experience you have to bring loose change. No one will give your change if you have a bigger bill. No one will break it to smaller denominations so, be ready or just make your bigger bill  a donation.


WRITING 201 : DAY 05 : The Elegy Of A Young Boy – Fog, Elegy, Metaphor

These are some lamentations of a 5 year old child, who lives in the mountains with his mother, father  and a one year old brother. He dreamed to be a teacher someday. His father died in an untimely period of life where he is still very young, tender, and still don’t know what life and death really mean. He went up the mountains and talk to God to bring back the life of his father. At first he won’t allow his father to go but ultimately in the end of his trek, he gave up and let his father go on his way.

This is a 10 – syllables, 4 – lines, 7 – stanzas  Elegy




      I’m here ‘bove a mountain, heaven  can touch 

          White smoky layers, flying on my top

                               Hear me  God, where’s father, the man with grudge             

                   You took His happy life, bring His breath back


    Said in your prayers, together we’ll grow     

                Like Mosses in the Bible, beard unshaved

       Cane in his hand, as you told long ago

                                  While mother listened, the story you shared


.You promised,  to let me finish my school

                  Degree in college, a teacher someday

Or if not, in a vocational school

           And now your leaving me, at home to stay


What are promises for, my father dear

                              You are leaving me, my heart is broken        

You didn’t say to me, perfectly clear

                   That you’ll go ahead of me, to heaven


  But i really would not, let you go now

                     I’ll be missing you, tomorrow and next

             I have my homework, and i don’t know how 

                                     To do it all alone, don’t know the steps


   I will cry and cry, until you’re here back

                                Sitting on your lap, rubbing my nose red

      If you’ll  return now,  me back on your lap

                                 I’ll sleep right now and make you my bed


     I’m sleepy now, i can’t hold back my eyes

                               They’re going to close, on this sleepy fog

        Look, your bed’s cottony, God has revised

                                          Sweet dreams, Pa, took samples here in my bag