When I was 5 years old my parents planned to move to my aunts' old apartment, for she and her husband bought a new place in Makati City.
As I was still young I didn't know what to expect when moving to a new place.
I was sad because I know that I had to leave my home and my friends behind not knowing when we'll meet again.
As I watched the movers help my parents and uncle to put our things inside the truck I took one last look at the entire place where I had once lived.
My mother carried me into the front seat of the truck while my father and uncle sat at the back of the truck along with the other movers.
I looked at the scenery with great interest, feeling the wind and the sun in my skin while watching the trees and the grass and the animals that God had created for us.
I slowly felt myself falling deeply asleep in my mothers' arms.
My mother gently woke me up for we had reached our destination, our new home for many years to come.
I saw two kids who were older than me playing together who moved to the side to avoid getting hit by the truck.
My mother helped me get down the truck and left me in the seat beside the house so that she can help with unloading our things.
I was watched by the two kids with curiosity in their eyes. They quickly approached me and introduced themselves as Akira and Ethan, they were 3 years older than me.
And so I in return also told them my age and name...
Mj.
