When I was a child I used to cry every 2PM because that is a SIESTA Time.
Filipino parents would ask their child/children to get some sleep between 1PM or 2PM to 4PM.
Parents by that time especially during weekends would also get some sleep. It has always been part of our Culture, even up to now.
I do not like to sleep during the afternoon by those times and I always get scolded or threatened that I won't grow up tall. I wanted to play with my playmates outside. I get envious when they are allowed by their parents while me I sometimes got hit by a rod. I can still remember whenever I am asked to sleep I would just hide my face in the pillow and pretend to fell asleep . If it becomes silent that means my mama or papa were asleep already or my aunt whenever she is asked to look after me.
Then, I would open the door slowly and go to my playmates house. When called for Dinner I will be the first one to say,"Ma, I went to Shemays place as I woke up. You were still asleep so I did not disturb you".
Of course, my mom knows me but she would just keep her mouth shut because my Papa before is so strict and I might be asked to kneel for lying. (LOL!) But when adulthood hit me I get to realize and regret those days when I was asked to sleep and I did not follow because now I felt like I am deprived to sleep or rest.
Karma is a Bitch? (HAHA!) But seriously speaking, if only I can ask one thing maybe to get those time for Siesta back! How I love to sleep during afternoon and then wake up with a prepared snack by my mom. How I love to sleep watching TV in the Living Room and woke up inside my bed room. It was like magic!Now it is even hard to achieve a 4 hours straight sleep.
I even read it somewhere that,"One of the reasons why Filipinos are poor is because we sleep too much to the time that we are suppose to hustle hard to earn money". But if you try to offer an average Filipino an OVERTIME and pay them fairly they would get as many as possible. I heard from a friend who migrated in Japan that in most factories there Filipinos are amongst if the not the only people who celebrates overtime.
...end thoughts...
I missed those moments when my only problem is how can I play with my friends. Those good old days, I may say.
Also, poverty is everywhere. No one gets rich by just simply being sleep deprived.
Ahaha good old days. May katabi pa kami niyan isang piraso ng walis tingting. Wag ka lang talaga magkamaling bumangon.