It was excitement to be invited for a private poetry reading being new to British accent and still hardly get the real one but a ground for me to really take heart of the beauty of the so called “received pronunciation”. I was hesitant at first but because there will be only few British people, around 20. I accepted.

It was August 14 and rode alone instead of the transport provided going to Somerset Lodge in Tagayatay along Aguinaldo Highway. We were provided a space to sleep on until...