My Love-Hate Relationship with the Balikbayan Box

I was 20 when I first felt embarrassed of the balikbayan box. My family and I had just arrived at LAX after a 14-hour flight from Manila. We were waiting for our bags at the luggage carousel when an American couple stood next to Papa and me, whispering to each other. “I don’t get it,” I overheard the guy saying. “What’s with the boxes?” They stared at my kababayan (fellow Filipinos) grabbing corrugated boxes sealed in packaging tape and rope. … Continue reading My Love-Hate Relationship with the Balikbayan Box