/ by John Javellana

I had to go through a lot of hell just to get back to this hellish place. But somewhere along the road came the most pleasant of surprises. A student, accompanied by his father, equipped with his camera and hopeful eyes, randomly comes up to me at the airport tells me that he wanted to be a photojournalist too one day. Just for today, I will forget that we are a dying breed

I had to go through a lot of hell just to get back to this hellish place. But somewhere along the road came the most pleasant of surprises. A student, accompanied by his father, equipped with his camera and hopeful eyes, randomly comes up to me at the airport tells me that he wanted to be a photojournalist too one day. Just for today, I will forget that we are a dying breed