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Funny how we remember so much of our childhood. I don't know if it's just me, if it's a special ability but I can picture out clearly some of my chidhood memories.
On my previous article, I talked about TV and life in the barrio. You know what, I have more memories about the evolution of video players. 😂
When my father built our house in the barrio after he had an early retirement we stayed there for good. We stay in the city to study for a week then we go home on weekends.
We were the first family to build a conrete and tiled home. I don't know what's the proper term for that kind of house 😅. We were the first house to have a big telivision unit with a remote control. Lol! 😂😂😂
Then my father bought a CD player and the whole compound would be filled with loud music. There were times our big family will gather in the house and play karaoke. We also rent CD's to watch movie.
We had a membership card in the VCD shop called "Video City". We rent CD's every weekend 'coz that's the only time we can be able to come home to the barrio. After dinner we put on the microphone and announce that the movie will start. We call our family members on the compound through our VCD component in a loud microphone. 😂😂
When everyone is gathered the lights are turned off then the movie will be rolled. Before that we let the majority choose what type of movie to watch. One night, we all agreed to watch a horror movie. One of my cousins went under the wooden sofa to hide. He was so scared that time that he fell asleep. We all laughed after the lights are turned on. He was already snoring so loudly.
Another night I remembered another cousin whose a younger brother of the first one, he also fell asleep in the middle of a comedy movie. As we enjoy, he suddenly stood and walked to the CR with his eyes closed. We asked him what's he going to do and he answered "I want to go home". 😂😂
Everytime we go home to our barrio we play and bond with cousins. We have a big mangosteen tree at the backyard and we spent most of our time there. Our uncles installed a hammock where little children like us would fully occupy and one will swing it back and forth. Sometimes the knot gets untied because of overloading and we all laugh as we fall.
I have a lot of memories under that big mangosteen tree. During harvest time, we gather there and eat the fruits. One time I was hit in the shoulder and it was hurt seriously. I cried so hard and got a swollen shoulder that day.
Under that tree, we build a small playhouse made of coconut leaves. Then we collect empty cans. We play cooking with leaves and simple kitchen ingredients. We use the empty cans as cookwares 😅. That's the time we were so innocent that we don't understand what germs, virus and bacteria is. Lol! I was always the cook and my cousin once ate the ones I cooked. 😂 I don't even know what kind of leaves that was.
During those times only rich kids have kitchen play set. We as barrio kids play with cans and leaves.
Let's talk about water. It was @Jeaneth 's topic which I can also relate. In the old times we fetch water in wells and water pumps. There was no purified water yet. The waters are clear and fresh and are safe to drink.
We have plenty of empty gallons to fill with drinking water. When it gets empty, no one likes to fetch so my aunt offered a 25cent per gallon and there we go, racing for a 25 cent gallon of water. The more gallons we fill, the more 25 cents we collect.
In school nobody is lazy with fetching and watering the plants. Making your teacher smile by fetching gallons of water is enough for you to get a high grade. 😂
In the barrio, clay jars are our water dispensers. It's naturally fresh and cold. The old times are really the best.
We go to the river to wash our clothes and take a bath there. The waters were so cold and clear back then. When it's rainy season, we go to the mountains and find mini waterfalls, it's our small happiness.
Speaking of waterfalls. We had one big waterfall not very far from home. I already graduated in college that time and it was summer. We enjoyed the waterfalls which has the size of an extra large inflatable swimming pool. I tried to swim but underwater is a slimy flooring with holes in it, enough for my feet to fit in. I was so scared of the holes thinking snakes and eels might come out. I felt really nervous that I swam on the other side where the water drips. I was so scared to swim back to where I started. What I did was climb up to where the waters are falling. Good thing a teenage boy came to grab my hand and helped me out. When I was able to stand I shouted so loud out of panic. Lol! 🤣🤣
Another funny but scary moment for me was on the river. We had a picnic on an islet in the middle of the river. We ride a boat or bamboo raft to get there. As kids, we really love to dip in the waters. On our way home my younger brother kept on jumping off the raft. I was so amazed and I thought that it was a shallow part since he can easily come up and jump over and over. So I jumped, too. Then I almost drowned. 😅😅 I lost grip on the raft thinking that it was very shallow I can still remember seeing the green water from under, I can't feel the sand that's when I realized we are in the deepest portion of the river. I struggled going up, I can see the shining sun from under the water. Finally I managed to grab the side of the raft and was able to pull myself out of the water. Whewh! I thought that was the end of me. My brother saw me and teased me. He just laughed and told me he was holding the side of the raft and never let go as he was jumping. I was about 8 years old that time I think.
Until now I get flash memories of my childhood. Of how we had tiny adventures each day in the barrio. What I love the most is the food as always. Root crops and fresh fruits. We also grow sweet corn and our favorite corn snack is the grilled ones. We laugh as we see each others's teeth turn black from the burnt corn. 😂
We also make coconut candy we call "tira-tira". It's fresh coconut milk cooked with brown sugar. It's one of our favorite dessert. Cooking process is also fun 'coz we knead the hot candy with our clean hands (ofcourse 😁). The different facial expressions from getting burns from the hot candy is priceless.
Life in the barrio is what we call "bukid feels". And even today after a week life in the city, we always take time to get "bukid feels" on weekends and savor the fresh air and food we get.
By the way I tried singing "Memory" and nevermind my voice. Lol! 🤣 I just feel like singing this lovely song.