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ABSTRACT: Peace, Politics of Identity and the Phenomenon of Displacement in the Lives of Badjao Urban Dwellers in Davao City, Philippines

The phenomenon of displacement due to violence is a transformative experience for the people. Human security has become dependent upon the politics of peace, and conflict permeates the discourse on the way identity is shaped and reshaped. 173 more words

Peace

ABSTRACT: Identity and the Politics of Representation: A Phenomenological Study of Badjao Urban Dwellers of Isla Verde, Davao City

An undergraduate thesis by Ian Derf Salvaña & Cenn Teena Taynan; Mentored by Prof. Dennis Coronel (AB Political Science, Ateneo de Davao University)

The concept of representation ideally serves as a guarantee that minority social identities be given genuine representation in a mainstream society that subscribes to “hegemonic practices of the ruling classes”. 330 more words

Academic Writing

Through the Fire

Heeeey readers! This flash story is based on true events that happened in the city where I’ve grown up, Davao. After a fire destroyed a community owned by a poor tribal group called the Badjao, I was privileged to help with relief efforts by handing out rice to those who were affected. 726 more words

Fiction

From seas to streets

We normally see them in groups, wearing bright, colorful sarong as they roam
around busy streets. But most of the time we see them hopping on and off jeepneys, 1,406 more words

Blog

Random Act of Kindness

The continuous heavy rain was experienced in Region IX which resulted to flooding incident in some areas. The cause is due to the Intertropical Convergence Zone (ITCZ)which affected the barangays of Zamboanga del Norte, Zamboanga del Sur, and Zamboanga Sibugay. 308 more words

My Town

When hearing the word “island”, all I can think of is scenery beaches, lush green surroundings, powdery white sand, and pristine turquoise water, the word island for me is synonymous with the word “perfect”. 648 more words

Philippines

The Men of the Seas

Born out in the salty waters of the ocean, the second they left their mother’s womb, they learned to swim. They were rocked and cradled to sleep by the waves that move their houseboats, and they awake at the early rays of the sun, kissing their skin, making it shine like polished bronze. 103 more words

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