Graze

"Ang ganda sa Laguna," the child sitting behind me said, her voice coming right from my bus seat, staring at the lush landscape that flanks the SLEX. "Parang Ilocos lang."

Then there were cows grazing the pastures, banana trees and the extensive real estate development of the South. She sang with a hushed, hoarse voice as a bulldozer rests in a construction site.