I was browsing my cousins facebook. Then I was reminded of our childhood memories. It was so simple. There was this little hut in our house where me and my ate lalay use to stay and we sing "Kahit bata pa ako, alam kong minamahal kita.." She was then a high school student. She had this crush whom I don't know, basta we just sing that for him. Our family loves singing bisan ang kanta dili ganahan sa amo. There are times also nga muadto sa ila with our Nanay. Mangadto mi sa Pacifican. I use to sleep sa ilang salog because I love it kay bugnaw while Papa BB sige ug badlong kay he wants us to use a banig instead of lying directly to the cemented floor. Wala lang mag higda-higda ra mi sa sala, usahay manghinguto, manawag kang Inday ug magduwa ko ug wati not minding kung nag tiniil or nagkalapok in which ganahan ra ko kay ang lapok sa Pacifican was red, wala man gud sa amo ang red clay. I don't have so much memories sa sulod sa among balay other than kasab-an ko ni papa. My only childhood memories nga naka tatak sa akong heart until now nga mao gyud ang mo flash everytime I think for childhood days was when papa bought toys for me and my kuya. Mine was a music hairbrush, it was pink and other than music, there is this another sound nga for me is a magical sound every time i brush my hair. BUT I don't like it that much because what I like was kuya's toy - a gun. And since papa told us nga ang brush is for me and the gun is for kuya and kuya won't allow me to use his toy gun, I woke up early in the morning and while kuya was sleeping, I was busy playing his toy gun. Ana!
(to be continued)
(to be continued)
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