As you have noticed, my blog layout is now changed including the colors.
Wala lang. Feel ko lang na it's about time to change.
Thanks to my 13-year old son Gio who was more than willing to help me reinvent my blog.
I have deleted the "Comments" portion beginning 2011 but due to insistent public demand, I will put it back starting today hah hah . . .
Enjoy your weekend everyone!
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Like A Child Again
It was raining when I woke up this morning but since Ate Ella and I go to the wet market every Saturday come rain or shine, we left the house @ 6AM.
I wore a waterproof vest on top of a sleeveless shirt partnered with knee length shorts and my favorite bakya (wooden slippers) with matching wide-brim military hat.
Whenever a bayong (native basket specifically used for marketing) is already full, I walk to the parking area and place it inside the car then go back to the market to buy more (we normally fill 4 baskets).
In my 2nd trip to the car, I found it difficult to walk because of my wet bakya. So I did the most sensible thing to do when going back to the market -- I ran barefoot through the heavy rains, carrying my "precious" bakya!
Suddenly, flashbacks of my childhood memories came to life and brought a nostalgic smile on my face. I was like a child again, running barefoot in the rain but enjoying every moment of it.
I was still grinning ear to ear when I caught sight of my long lost kumare whom I haven't seen in ages!
Despite the chill of the cold weather, her spur-of-the-moment compliment warmed my heart and fired up my soul. She blurted out: "Nors, di ka man lang tumanda! Wala ka man lang wrinkles!"
Hmmm . . . maybe I should run barefoot in the rain more often heheh . . .
I wore a waterproof vest on top of a sleeveless shirt partnered with knee length shorts and my favorite bakya (wooden slippers) with matching wide-brim military hat.
Whenever a bayong (native basket specifically used for marketing) is already full, I walk to the parking area and place it inside the car then go back to the market to buy more (we normally fill 4 baskets).
In my 2nd trip to the car, I found it difficult to walk because of my wet bakya. So I did the most sensible thing to do when going back to the market -- I ran barefoot through the heavy rains, carrying my "precious" bakya!
Suddenly, flashbacks of my childhood memories came to life and brought a nostalgic smile on my face. I was like a child again, running barefoot in the rain but enjoying every moment of it.
I was still grinning ear to ear when I caught sight of my long lost kumare whom I haven't seen in ages!
Despite the chill of the cold weather, her spur-of-the-moment compliment warmed my heart and fired up my soul. She blurted out: "Nors, di ka man lang tumanda! Wala ka man lang wrinkles!"
Hmmm . . . maybe I should run barefoot in the rain more often heheh . . .
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