Staring at the photograph of the door, i thought of the events that it witnessed during the centuries of Spanish regime. The banging of the door of the oppressed people seeking sanctuary during the civil war and revolutions, the happy mood during fiesta, the Sunday Mass in Latin, bribery and treachery of the Spaniards and Filipinos alike, the shout of victory...
If only the walls and doors could talk.
Church of San Miguel Arcangel of Argao
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