Once upon a time, there were two persons running in a rock-strewn trail called love. They were young, innocent and playful; they lighted and ignited this inextinguishable torch during their high school days. Bound with their endless amity, they got to outlive their promises to one another. Until college, the smoldering fire still kept on frolicking with their feelings and emotions. Then it was after their graduation when a sumptuous firework was set up to engender a new coal – a raging character that will outshine the stars and reign the World of Vhincci.
The crowing call of the cocks awakened my mother. Then the morning dews of April met early workers. And now the glittering rays of the sun touched my face… summer is here and I need to rise from bed and start to squeeze a succulent and pulpy day!
The warmth just whipped me up to have my ice candy which I made last night. I dragged a chair to lift me and open the freezer. I let my hand to rummage in that freezing, refreshing, smoky waves. I love the feeling when these move down to my alveoli. It was so addicting! Then I found out, mom hid it so I can eat first my breakfast. Wooooooh! An untimely war between a child and a mother just set in. I begged earnestly. Counted my medals and enumerated all my awards to the recent graduation. And rationally told her, “You owe me not just ice candy but also halo-halo, shakes, smoothies, juice and a galloon of ice cream – Double Dutch, my favorite,” while flaunting an innocent and irresistible face.
After eating my breakfast and taking a bath, is a long day of mangga-manga, (a running game), kudkudisi (a stick game), Chinese garter or 10-20 (a rubber band game), baseball, bawang base, patintero, hide-and-seek, tumbang preso and a lot more of Pinoy games with the boys and girls of Purok Rang-ay. My father would then invite me after, to go to the river, and have my grimy extremities cleaned. What is more interesting now is feeling the husky air opposite our direction and viewing the strong orange radiance of the late afternoon sun while I'm up in a motorcyle driven by my father... hmmm... inspiring!
Yes! These were all my routine experiences, growing up in the province, during summer vacations... Just a little frustration on my part when I didn’t learn earlier how to ride a bicycle. I didn’t know how to balance, not until… the summer after graduation in the elementary. It was indeed a fulfilling know-how. And days to count, I progressed. I can now drive a scooter. It feels like an achievement to me more than being a Salutatorian.
It was also summer of the same year when my father dared me for a new hair cut and I adventurously tried it. Semi-skinhead! Or grossly known as, kalbo. My previous teachers were shocked. My classmates laughed at me. I swore not to have it ever again.
Unplanned get-aways also excite me during summer. From simple picnics to only-wash-the-car-in-the-nearby-river moments. These were the time I craved of fresh, smaller in size, shrimps. I've always wanted to catch a few using my bare hands - but it's too hard so I just let dad to gather for me. He will just savor it with a sprinkle of salt, a bit of vinegar, and chili. Hmmmm. Yummy. And not to forget rice anyway. Then. Jokes. Laugh trip. Around. I know, money cannot buy all of these.
The months of April and May are indeed exciting to me, for us, in the province. We have this insect, edible, called abal-abal that we gather in a lowland forest. Late afternoon, we try to locate them on land. We dig a little in the surface of the soil. Trial and error. And early night, these flying insects go out of their places and start to freely enjoy circling the airwaves as we noisily and crazily catch and run after them through our sword – trunks and branches of trees with leaves. They are attracted to vinegar anyway. So we always bring vinegar-soaked leaves or a bark of the trunk of a banana to magnetize them in a certain area. Tired after, but it was really fun...
But this! One upsetting event! I just suffered from an accident in the river and had my one front tooth cracked one time in my early high school days. Not because of a terrible situation that would endanger my life but because of a simple guava fruit that we are attempting to catch from a friend at a higher altitude while us, in the water. Isn't it crazy? Well, it’s ok now, it was fixed after a year.
Also in high school… aside from usual summer activities, I was dispirited with all the cleaning schedule in school. We have to water the plants so they won’t dry for the opening of classes. They try to manipulate us. They say… they will hold our clearances if not to comply. And frighten me… I should be responsible for I am the student council president. Waaaah! Whatever!
Then. College. It challenged me a lot. From summer classes to hospital duties. I have to accept it. This is my profession. These were just little sufferings, compared to the actual scene after college. Wow! Summer of 2010! From my usual summer in the province, now in the city – Manila! Made through because of our summer affiliation in National Center for Mental Health, Philippine Orthopedic Center and San Lazaro Hospital. We enjoyed living in a hotel for a month and going to malls as often as we want. I tried LRT and Divisoria too.
Then… we are now graduating. Really? Yes! Time really flew fast. There’s no more turning back. We have to face the world. Our future! And it starts today, the summer of 2011! More likely, I will be spending more my time in reviewing for the July board. But certainly, I will try to be an escapee for summer! Hmmmm... Sounds fun!
Now, I’m 20. Loud and vibrant. Set to make everyone’s summer hotter than ever! Am not a firework, not a dynamite but will surely cause your heart to break dance, quake your mind to magnitude 8.9, with the World-of-Vhincci experience! Merry Christmas! Happy New Year! Happy Birthday! Happy Graduation! And now, why not a Happy Summer! In 1-2-3… Booooooooooom!
The photos feature my cousins enjoying the rush of water in the coastline of Pagudpud, Ilocos Norte - a great start for summer!
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