By presidents on Skatehive
It must have been really hard. I kept silent as he hesitated. Maybe he would get the message. I was not ready for more of what he had to say. No more details please. If I showed him that I was not curious for more, he would stop. He did. I was relieved. While soldiers worked in their offices, we camped in the conference room. When the room was needed for meetings, they ordered us to sit on the floor of the lobby until they were finished. They restricted us to that small space, told not to make any noise and not to talk to anyone who visited the building. Sometimes, they called someone to another room. We knew then that another interrogation was taking place. Over the course of the day, I discovered that we were allowed minimal reading materials except for weeks old newspapers, a single Timemagazine, and a couple of Pilipino vernacular magazines called Tagumpay. These were passed around so frequently among us that most of them were now in tatters. If we wanted to have a book of our own