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Published on November 7, 2009 at 1:44 am  Comments (7)  

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  1. I was born in Manila; grew up in Malate. Back then, Malate was a showcase of the peaceful and beautiful Old Manila. Elegant Spanish houses lined up the streets. This was home to the famous Filipino movie stars Paraluman and Elsa Oria. Historic Malate Churce, the Philippine General Hospital, Plaza Luneta, and the shores of Manila Bay were all within walking distance from our home in Callejon Aragon.

    • I’ve never been to the Philippines, but grew up listening to the stories of my grandmother Elsa Oria (the Singing Sweetheart of the Philippines you’ve mentioned here). I only wish there was a picture of the home or even the block she lived on, I’d be thrilled to see it and bring a bit of her and her history back to life. So nice to hear how beautiful the area she lived in was.

      • Elsa Oria’s house, along with ours and all the houses in the neighborhood, was burned down by the Japanese during the liberation of Manila by McArthur’s military forces. Most of the residents who stayed till the last days of the war were massacred by the retreating Japanese soldiers. Miraculously, my family survived by sneaking through alleys and taking refuge at San Antonio de Padua Church where the Americans had already partially occupied.

        I still remember how your grandmother’s house looked like. It was a chalet, with a few steps leading up to a small porch. There was a door bell next to the door that my friends I would mischievously press. Then we would run away and hide.. Elsa Oria never caught us.

  2. Grew up in Malate. Still have the mental picture of how it was then..mas or menos 40 years ago. Walking from and to (or a short jeepney ride away): school (kinder to college), Malate Church, San Andres Market, Manila Zoo, Mabini and M.H. del Pilar, PGH, Dakota, Rizal Memorial Coliseum, Luneta and Remedios Rotunda. Love Roxas blvd in the morning and Remedios at night. Definitely one of my stop when I come and visit Philippines again.

  3. It’s been 40 years since I left the Philippines and I haven’t returned for a visit. In my youth I lived in a spooky old Spanish house on the corner of the former Libertad and later in another house on corner of Herran owned by the Jaraez family. When at Herran, my family considered a visit to Paco church quite a treat and bought cold cuts at Ackie’s (Ackermans’s) afterwards for lunch. I remember running along Dewey Boulevard (Roxas) and buying halo-halo from the vendors there. Later, my sister ran for Miss MOPC, eventually losing, I believe, to one of your contributors, Ms. Gemma Cruz.

    My memories of an older Manila are unadulterated, existing in my mental lock box, un-altered by a subsequent visits. It will be interesting to compare those memories with today’s reality. I will be visiting the Philippines in January 2010, and I know even before my first step back on Filipino soil, I will be crying.

    Arthur Minsberg

    • I makes me more proud to become a Filipino when learning nice words from people like you Arthur. Enjoy your visit to our country!

    • hello arthur – i just read your post. I hope you had a grand time upon your return. cheers and mabuhay!

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