Old Days to Remember

Yesterday I saw a prompt about childhood. I don't know who made this prompt but I want to give him or her credits for making such topic for users who don't have topic yet to write just like me. The prompt is about childhood and hopefully my childhood memories is still clear on my mind. Without further a do let's start this prompt. I know some of you already knew my adventures when I was a child because I made lots of articles about it. To those users who want to know me more, I was born at Anini'y province of Antique, my father died when I was young due to tuberculosis. Our family relocate near to our relatives at Iloilo and we live near the road in which our mother had sari sari store. I remember that my siblings are eating our mother's good, one time our mother caught us and scold us on what we did. We have also friends that always playing with us near at the road and we always swim at sea because we're just few meters away from the sea. The rest is I can't remember because I'm just a mere child that time. We have no television when I was a kid that's why me and my siblings are always going at neighbor's house every evening to watch in television. Until one day, when we are outside the house, our mother suddenly shout loudly that makes our brother scared. Our mother shouts that she's not our mother but she's our grandmother. We ran out of scared and we go at our neighbor's house. After what happened, I remember that my mother is brought at our uncle's house which is a famous folk helaer. Our mother had a strange illness that time. She's living at little house away from us because we don't know her illness. I also remember that our old house is put on fire because my uncle believe that there's a curse in the house. There is also a big doll owned by our grandmother that also put on fire. The next thing I remember is when our mother died and I was there standing while looking at my mother's coffin lifted by men to buried in cemetery. That was a clear memory for me and the rest is I can't remember.

There are times that we visit our original house at Antique specially during Fiesta. My siblings are pointing out our old house where it place but unfortunately it was replaced by waiting shed. Everytime we visit there, I didn't know that we had lots of relatives on my father side there. I have also ninong there that always giving me money everytime I went there. We have relatives near at the road that has a big house. Every time there's a Fiesta in Antique, we stayed there for whole day and they are giving us food to eat. It is a tradition here on Philippines that during Fiesta, visitors can freely enter the house to eat what locals prepared. We have relatives at the sea side that we always visit and have conversation with them. After that we will hang out around then meet other relatives. I remember that there's a Fiesta that time on Antique and I was on our relatives house. I was tasked to sell bottled water to people who coming to me due to thirst. Our stand is near at Plaza that's why I can hear the bang of multiple speakers. There was a program that time that's why I asked permission to my relatives to watch the program. It was different program full of dancing and games. I was there watching because I'm not a citizen of that place. After that we take a nap at our relatives house, when night comes, it's time for enjoyment because there is a Perya. The owner of Perya is my Ninong that's why they gave me money to play. My Brother is good at playing that's why I gave him money to play for me. I remember that he played a game that need to shoot the little toy soldiers standing few centimeters away using a pellet gun. Luckily my brother hits lots of toy soldier so that we win lots of prizes.

I've also tried to play the game called Color Game but I'm unlucky to win large amount. I was there enjoying and trying different games. At night, there is a Disco at Plaza, me and my siblings went there to look but there is so much crowd. We decide to eat dinner at our relatives house, after that we asked permission on our relatives to go home because it was late. We say goodbye then we walk at the bridge made of woods and bamboo. It was there for many years and heavy vehicles are passing but it is so strong to handle the weight. I hope I'm like that bridge that can handle you no matter how heavy you are. Just kidding. I have lots of memories during my childhood, and this part is just a little piece of it. I didn't tell yet my experience during my school days and how I fight those classmates that wants to bully me. Also, I didn't tell yet how brave I am to defend the girl who was bullied by other kids when I was a child. Maybe I'll write it on my future articles.

Author's Message:

How about you, is there anything fun you want to share during your childhood? It's good to reminisce all the memories of our childhood and it will make us smile while we're telling it to others. Best regards to people who read this nonsense article.