Just a thought: At the rate this pandemic is going, we might be able to reach more than 300,000 before September ends. So really, really sad. And because it is so expensive to stay in the hospital for treatment, many probably don’t seek medical help anymore.
Finally, Josef and I were able to prune the Eugenia, Fookien Tea plants and Tagaytay cherries. The garden is looking good now, bagong gupit….haha!
He helped me pick kalamansi and we were able to harvest those at the top since he used a ladder to pick them. We harvested almost two kilos of ripe ones and gave some to our neighbors. I also made juice out of it. So soothing. Lots of vitamin C there.
I was supposed to end up reading the three books of Pooh for my year-ender reading challenge at Goodreads but I only finished one because I got distracted again by another book called The True Story of Hansel and Gretel by Louise Murphy. A reimagined fairy tale and a war story retold. It happened in the region in Eastern Poland which was overrun first by Russians then the Germans during WWII.
“In prose both luminous and enlightening, Murphy explores the power of memory, the necessity of love in times of great trauma, and the redemption that can come about through the refusal to erase one’s own past. This is the tale of two brave children who never give up, of women who refuse to be defined by convention, and of the bitter cost of survival. Over the course of the winter, Hansel and Gretel will come of age. Their mother dead, their father and stepmother in hiding, by necessity forced to alter their own identities, they become survivors.” (from Penguin Books).
And I agree with the other reviewers, this is a fairy tale rewritten for adults and I can’t put it down. I’ve always been attracted to reading historical fiction. It is also classified as a literary fiction and fairy tales. 
Indeed, it is a heartening message of hope.
Dreams And Escapes 
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