Bale Matwa

I couldn't remember the last time I went to the ancestral house and then I did this Sunday. Although, I never felt so nostalgic until now cause I have this knowing that I might not be able to go there someday...good thing, I have my camphone with me and I took some photos for mementos...

[pic 1&2] if I may call these...gargantuan gumamelas

[pic three] I used to play piko [hopscotch] at the backyard plus so many other things I need to do starting 5 am, sweep the whole area mornings and afternoon, I think I can't tell how many square meters this is or is it half an hectare, and my great grandfather would not want to see a single fallen leaf, quebarbaridad!!! And yes the pigpens, yay, I have to feed the hogs darak after school, and sometimes I get to play patintero with them when they have their mischievous pigpen escape…hay and yes I used to sell panggatong 1 peso per bundle…

[pic four] I just like to take a shot of these clouds

[pic one ] A for atis...hehe...pumitas ka lang...no sweat

[pic two] I used to climb up to this mango tree, I remember I got a high grade on a story project inspired by this mango tree. The ground is covered with the remembrance of Mt.Pinatubo sand and ashfall.

[pic 3 & 4] zadee call these red and green chilis “rara” so Lady Gaga is very influential huhJ

B is for banana :D...so many of these at the back of the old house, and it becomes creepy and eerie for me during the night and then, I would think about the' puso ng saging 12 midnight myth...'ahh still creepy 

wala pa naman akong nakikitang kapre :)