Brian Vincent J. Brul
(short poem from an OFW son)
Even though we are apart.
You'll always stay in my heart.
For distance can't hinder
How much I long for you, Dad.
No matter how much I hide
The truth that you're not by my side
I'm trying so hard to fight, the tears in my eyes.
For we must understand that all things comes with a price.
I really miss you, Dad.
I wish you were here beside me
The way I have grown, I hope you'll see
And I promise a good son I'll be.
Migrants’ children struggle with absence of loved ones
According to various UNICEF studies, children of Filipino overseas workers bear the brunt of the 'painful effects' of separation By Girlie Linao
AFP , SAN PABLO CITY, PHILIPPINES
Thursday, Oct 08, 2009, Page 14
Jocelyn Banez doesn’t know how to tell her mother that she will not graduate with her class after missing all but nine days last year at a private high school in the Philippines.
“I just didn’t want to study,” said the 16-year-old, who spoke on the condition of being identified by a false name. “I also spent a big bulk of my tuition money to go out with friends, buy all the things I wanted and drink with my friends.”
Jocelyn ran away from home for almost two weeks last year when her mother left for a job in Bahrain as a domestic worke...
