Hometown Childhood Memories :) *dies*

Hometown Childhood Memories :) *dies*

I was born in Morong, Rizal. 

I lived in Angono, Rizal. 

I have had my toddler memories on both Angono and Binangonan, Rizal. 

          Rizal is a beautiful place! Rizal is where my mother’s clan live. My first home is an apartment in Angono. I remember its red-colored floor. Floor wax! yeepee :)) There were 4 doors in the whole apartment. We were on the 3^rd from the gate. Barangay Kalayaan is my first community. Hmmm.. memories. I only recall a few but they mean a lot. I celebrated my 1^st birthday there. I had a party in the apartment where relatives and friends were invited. My parents, with the help of some photographs,  were telling me stories about it. During my birthday, I had this tradition of picking stuffs from a container or, in my case, a "bilao." Elders would say that this must be done by the time a child celebrates his/her 1st birthday. They also say that whatever thing  had been chosen reflects the personality of the child. Four things were given on me, a pen, paper, rosary, 20 peso bill. I chose the pen first then the bill. Ooooh what was that meant? Hmmm.. I don't have an idea but seeing my life as it goes on, I would take it as a good sign :).

          Rizal has this festival called “Higantes.” I’m not so sure but I think my mother was the one carrying me for me to see the parade. Higantes is the celebration of San Clemente (patron of fishermen) where there were giant paper mache-sculpted people, marching bands and dancers or people walking with a fisherman outfit look with their “sagwans” on. Because I’m just a kid, people would think that I might be afraid of the “giants” but I’m not. I dont’t know, maybe, though I’m young, I can see the joy and happiness of the event. Hehe ^^D I had fun witnessing this festival. Aside from the liveliness and smiling faces, it's also my first time to see a fiesta as great as this.

          Besides living in Angono, I also stayed in Binangonan (where my relatives live). We can't afford nannies before so Lola Sonia took care of me. I love her so much, right now I miss her aaawwww :'(. Everyday was always like a happy day there. Play here, cry there, crash! It's like there's no room for sadness because of  the people i see. One morning, my lola took me to a karinderya (mini fast food chain) near their house to eat breakfast. She ordered a lugaw (rice soup) for me. 

"Lola bakit may chocolate?"

I curiously asked. At first she's like "huh?" then eventually she laughed. All I've known was that the "chocolate" I'm talking about is a chicken's liver for real! I wasn't laughing that time because I don't know anything but now, every time I would recall, I always do. HAHA =)) I tasted it but didn't like it so my grandmother ordered a champorado instead. Whoo! I love that karinderya.

          Lastly, why would I forget Rizal? I have had my first embarrassing moment there! ... Interested? Well, here it goes. We were on a clan outing. I remember that I was wearing a red two-piece swim suit. I was in the pool already then I had discovered something. How about jumping into the pool? It’s like diving unprofessionally, you know, for some sort of observational learning. I was young then so I tried it with the help of my mother. Splash! I come out of the water CRYING. My mother was bothered. My relatives were like ‘why what happen?’. Then I touch my head. It was not only “Splash!” but it must be “Splash! Boog!” My head was bumped at the concrete. I was able to jump but not far enough. Epic Fail! They said. Until now I can’t forget it and I keep on laughing about it. In fact, I have a picture of it. 

           I'm loaded of memories in Rizal. How I wish I could visit there again. 

I LOVE RIZAL!

RIZAL = HEARTS ♥♥♥