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Yaya Maya and the White King
Yaya Maya and the White King
Yaya Maya and the White King
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Ina Guinto certainly does not feel welcome in her new home in Laguna, although Biboy and her father like it. While Mr. Guinto goes to work, they are left in the care of Mayang, whom Biboy likes to call “Yaya Maya.” Ina insists she is too old to have a nanny, but no one listens to her, especially when it’s about wanting to go back to Manila. Then some strange things happen: Yaya Maya talks to frogs, Papa’s bookcase turns to splinter and dust, and someone has left a note wanting Ina and her family to go away.

Who is Yaya Maya? Who—or what—is behind these events? As Ina finds more answers to her questions, and more questions to her answers, will she still want to go back to the home she left in the city?

LanguageEnglish
Release dateNov 20, 2017
ISBN9786214200580
Yaya Maya and the White King

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    Yaya Maya and the White King - Cyan Abad-Jugo

    CHAPTER 1

    The White Lady

    M anila was miles away and three hours gone. The Kia slowed down on a gravel road and Ina opened her eyes. Papa was pointing at a small bungalow with a rutted driveway.

    Welcome to our new home, he said.

    But something was wrong with the new neighborhood. They were almost the only ones in it, with the nearest house down the hill, at the very end of the road.

    So I’m not going to call it home, Ina thought. It’s just a house.

    Ina and her younger brother Biboy began to explore the house. The living room and Papa’s bedroom were in front. Papa’s room had a big desk right next to a narrow bed. The small, round dining table from their old home stood in the middle of the kitchen, situated at the back of the house beside the room with the double deck bed. There was no fight about who would get to sleep on top—Ina was the eldest, and Biboy sometimes had accidents in the middle of the night.

    From the window in their room, Ina could see a backyard bordered on either side by talahib taller than Biboy. At the very end of the yard were a white wooden fence and a bamboo grove.

    I can’t believe we are going to live here, Ina sighed, thinking of the busy street of roaring tricycles and jeepneys she had left behind.

    I love it here! Biboy said, and he ran out to where Papa was. I love it here, I love it here. Thanks, Papa!

    Well, I hate it here. Sure there was much more space, and they got to have their own room rather than sleep with Papa in Lola and Lolo’s house. But that was the problem. Where are all the other people?

    The front door slammed.

    Papa? Ina called, from the top of her bed. Biboy? She strained her ears, imagining she could still hear them out front, talking, going back to fetch more of their stuff from the trunk of their car.

    And then she heard something else. A thump in the kitchen. The clink of a plate. The clang of a pan.

    One second she was lying down on her bed, the next moment she was leaping over her backpack to get herself out of there. Then she came face to face with a complete stranger, with long, dark hair falling

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