CARabao ,our mode of transporation back then

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Yesterday I read some entries of this topic in hive .I was'nt able to join coz I don't have a good quality photos of it and aside of that I already had a topic to write for today and tomorrow so I decided that I will share to you here in this platform since I don't have a topic to write here.

CARabao ;Our mode of transportation before

I grew up living in a mountainous area where all you can see is greenery moutains with trees and no buildings at all.We don't have a proper road ,we only had a muddy way during rainy days and a dusty for sunny days.

Carabao or buffalo is our mode of transportation ,we used the carabao not only for the farm but it is also used for transporting our products going to the barangay road.

We called it balsa ,when I was a kid I will cry if my father did'nt letting me to ride this whenever he harvested our coconut.This photo was taken 3years ago in my husband's place ,our neighbor who is a farmer was stopped over at my mother in -law's mini store to drink coconut with his friends.My son saw it and wanted to ride ,of course I know the feeling that if you want something but your parentd did'nt letting you to experienced ,so I asked our neighbor os that my son will experienced this.He was afraid at first but later on he ewas so very happy when the carabao started to walk.An innocent child that full of happiness in his face.It was a great expeirence for him.

One time ,one of our neighbor passed by here and bring his balsa ,my son called him and asked to ride ,our nieghbor letting him to choose where to ride ,in a balsa or in my husband's motorcycle and believe it ,he choose the balsa over the motorcycle hahaha.

Wayback when I was a kid ,I envy of my neighbor kids coz they are allowed to ride a carabao but my parents did'nt allow me coz they are afraid that I might fallen.So what I did is ,I joined them when they transfered and feed their carabao and I am happy coz they are letting me to rode it and when I came home ,my mom smells me and pinch left side of my tummy and said "I told you not to ride the carabao ,you can't deny coz I smell it ,you smell carabao".

Years passed ,our place before was having a concrete road now ,but we are not living in that place now ,and its good to know that the people in that place where not suffering anymore of not having a proper way and of course ,their carabao's can escape that kind of work which is we know that it is really had for the carabao to .

And thats it for today ,thank you for dropping by.

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