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California mother finds abducted daughter on Facebook

June 11, 2010 - 11:22am

Prince Sagala searched for her son and daughter for 15 years, fearing she had lost them forever to the estranged husband who took them to his native Mexico.

Holdaper dedo sa parak

January 18, 2008 - 12:00am

PSN Metro

Sagala

By Joanne Rae M. Ramirez | April 27, 2006 - 12:00am

When I was a little girl up to the time I was a pre-teener, I would spend my summers in my mother’s hometown of Bongabon, Oriental Mindoro. The first highlight of the summer, during Holy Week, would be the...

Newsmakers

A sagala in autumn

By Tanya T. Lara | November 13, 2005 - 12:00am

Early autumn in Yokohama City, Japan, is a quiet time. Save for the ongoing avant-garde exhibit Art Circus, the International Triennale of Contemporary Art, at Yamashita Park, nothing jumps out of the ordinary....

Travel and Tourism

The Rites of May

By NOTES FROM THE EDITOR By Singkit | May 27, 2001 - 12:00am

I consider it a feather in my chapeau to have been asked–in my old age–to be a sagala in a Santacruzan earlier this month. Not an hermana mayor, mind you, but a sagala. When I announced this bit of...

Starweek Magazine