We are now in our new home in Manila. 
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26th Street  
Crescent Park West
Fort Bonifacio Global City
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We continue to provide written appraisals of books being donated for tax relief or other purposes and to advise on acquisitions of Asia related books.


Ang tunay na tagumpay sa lahat ng aspeto ng buhay 
ay makakamit lamang sa sariling pagsisikap

                (aphorism of Samuel Smiles, b. 1812,  Tr. into Tagalog by  our excellent friend Jay-Ar Jakosalem)
Year 5759  according to the  Jewish calendar, Year 4696 according to Chinese calendar.
1063 Total  number of years that Jews went without Chinese food

How comes it that the proprietor of Asian Rare Books removes himself to The Philippines? 
Personal relationships  enter into this, but  one  was  moved  by the sentiments of this iconic martyr of 
Philippine independence Jose Rizal, written before his execution  by the colonial power in 1896 in Luneta Park,
across from the Manila Hotel where your  bookseller  comfortably celebrated an earlier  birthday.
Share in  these stirring thoughts of  a figure who should be better known abroad.

       Mi Ultimo Adios (My Last Farewell)

Farewell, my adored Land, region of the sun caressed,
Pearl of the Orient Sea, our Eden lost,
With gladness I give you my Life, sad and repressed;
And were it more brilliant, more fresh and at its best,
I would still give it to you for your welfare at most.

On the fields of battle, in the fury of fight,
Others give you their lives without pain or hesitancy,
The place does not matter: cypress laurel, lily white,
Scaffold, open field, conflict or martyrdom's site,
It is the same if asked by home and Country.

I die as I see tints on the sky b'gin to show
And at last announce the day, after a gloomy night;
If you need a hue to dye your matutinal glow,
Pour my blood and at the right moment spread it so,
And gild it with a reflection of your nascent light!

My dreams, when scarcely a lad adolescent,
My dreams when already a youth, full of vigor to attain,
Were to see you, gem of the sea of the Orient,
Your dark eyes dry, smooth brow held to a high plane
Without frown, without wrinkles and of shame without stain.

My life's fancy, my ardent, passionate desire,
Hail! Cries out the soul to you, that will soon part from thee;
Hail! How sweet 'tis to fall that fullness you may acquire;
To die to give you life, 'neath your skies to expire,
And in your mystic land to sleep through eternity !

If over my tomb some day, you would see blow,
A simple humble flow'r amidst thick grasses,
Bring it up to your lips and kiss my soul so,
And under the cold tomb, I may feel on my brow,
Warmth of your breath, a whiff of your tenderness.

Let the moon with soft, gentle light me descry,
Let the dawn send forth its fleeting, brilliant light,
In murmurs grave allow the wind to sigh,
And should a bird descend on my cross and alight,
Let the bird intone a song of peace o'er my site.

Let the burning sun the raindrops vaporize
And with my clamor behind return pure to the sky;
Let a friend shed tears over my early demise;
And on quiet afternoons when one prays for me on high,
Pray too, oh, my Motherland, that in God may rest I.

Pray thee for all the hapless who have died,
For all those who unequalled torments have undergone;
For our poor mothers who in bitterness have cried;
For orphans, widows and captives to tortures were shied,
And pray too that you may see you own redemption.

And when the dark night wraps the cemet'ry
And only the dead to vigil there are left alone,
Don't disturb their repose, don't disturb the mystery:
If you hear the sounds of cithern or psaltery,
It is I, dear Country, who, a song t'you intone.

And when my grave by all is no more remembered,
With neither cross nor stone to mark its place,
Let it be plowed by man, with spade let it be scattered
And my ashes ere to nothingness are restored,
Let them turn to dust to cover your earthly space.

Then it doesn't matter that you should forget me:
Your atmosphere, your skies, your vales I'll sweep;
Vibrant and clear note to your ears I shall be:
Aroma, light, hues, murmur, song, moanings deep,
Constantly repeating the essence of the faith I keep.

My idolized Country, for whom I most gravely pine,
Dear Philippines, to my last goodbye, oh, harken
There I leave all: my parents, loves of mine,
I'll go where there are no slaves, tyrants or hangmen
Where faith does not kill and where God alone does reign.

Farewell, parents, brothers, beloved by me,
Friends of my childhood, in the home distressed;
Give thanks that now I rest from the wearisome day;
Farewell, sweet stranger, my friend, who brightened my way;
Farewell, to all I love. To die is to rest.

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Jews of the Philippines

WikiPilipinas: The Philippine Encyclopedia

Filipiniana.net : Philippine books and images

Tanikalang Ginto (The Philippines' most comprehensive and largest human-edited web directory)

My Southern Philippine Trip

Pangarap Foundation 
(From my  experience tutoring here I commend even modest donations
 to support the  work of this nurturing residence for street
kids in Manila  that transforms many lives.)

Kalinawa Art Foundation
(Promotes indigenous peoples of
Philippines visual fine arts)