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I Have a Garbage Collector Mother — For Twelve Years My Classmates Avoided Me, Until Graduation Day, a Single Sentence of Mine Made the Entire School Cry

Posted on October 17, 2025 By Admin No Comments on I Have a Garbage Collector Mother — For Twelve Years My Classmates Avoided Me, Until Graduation Day, a Single Sentence of Mine Made the Entire School Cry

For twelve years of school, the nickname “garbage collector’s daughter” was like an impossible-to-erase scar for Lira, a girl from Tondo, Manila, who grew up without a father.

Her father died before she was born; he left her with a thin mother, with calluses on her hands and the smell of sweat and dust: Aling Nena, a woman who collected trash along the train tracks and in the city’s dumps to make ends meet with her daughter.

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