WARRIORS (MVManalo)

Childhood 2

This tall and tan girl who has dimples and is good in a game called "garter", which is a very athletic one where you jump on the garter held by two people on each sides then a person will jump over it until it reaches the height up to the head. I wasn't that good playing it, I just wanted to join because I liked to see my crush, haha. And when they left the subdivision, which is a tiny corner where our four door, two floor apartment stood. In front, was my girl crush's house, little rooms like a studio type apartments. My family lived there for six years with the floods but good and caring neighbors in the 'iskinita'.

Warf, warf!!!, our dog called Tiger guards the store. One time, a little kid tried to snatch some candies off the table of the store where the goodies are, when Tiger jumped on him to stop his mischief. The kid suffered bite marks on the cheek and shoulder that our neighbors decided to talk to my father on what to do with the dog who is considered a menace. But is Tiger really the true menace? Well, Tiger was given to the men who wanted him and this was the first time I saw how they brutally hit him with a stick in the head and killed him. Then he was placed in a sack and carried him inside the smaller iskinita after ours and never saw our poor dog again. I never felt more scared in my life but I didn't understand then that killing animals is bad. Though I felt that it is unacceptable but people were doing it so it's okay. Not until now that animal rights are upheld and that torturing or killing them are a law and that the culprits can be penalized through money and imprisonment. It is a good idea and the law is religiously implemented today.

Our apartment is a peaceful place I love reading my books at. The windows we had then was tall glass with side metal finish. I usually like opening the windows, feel the breeze and see the pigeons fly across the houses from where I was always standing. Like I was waiting for something and all, yet I don't know what I was waiting for. My brothers and I would sleep in our 'papag', it is a double-decker bed but made out of thick wood. Then, my parents would sleep in the bed in the next room. After school my brothers and I would play tough guys and would borrow cigarettes from our little store and sip it like we are in a movie. Haha! It was fun and we would punch each other which would always leave me crying since I am the thin girl who couldn't fight in one on one combat, why I learned to box and do taekwondo now. Hehe!

I am Bec by the way and my brothers, Mike, PJ, with our cousin John who came for a vacation, planned a fun day with him. And that was sliding through the second floor using baby powder. Haha....first we spread the baby powder on a canister on the wooden second floor of our apartment. We spread them thoroughly all over the whole lot and when we are ready, we put our socks on and slid from the floors end to end until we got tired. We were all laughing and wow that was amazing like we are skiing or roller blading on somewhere.

But the downer is when Mama saw us, full of white powder on legs, arms and clothes, she screamed for me and my brothers, why we did it and why we used all the baby powder she usually pamper us with after shower, hihi! We were that, silly but happy kids!

Then, since we have a wooden wall divider from the stairs to my parents room, my brothers and I would jump from that wall to their bed like we were superman or like when we are jumping from a scene of a movie and it was always wonderful, fun!

I went to school with my siblings and friends, graduated elementary In Niugan but father and mother decided to move elsewhere. Marikina was the place they decided to settle down. My parents were Catholics and believes in miracles and angels, so do I. But I'm always skeptical, observant and questions things especially when it comes to faith and beliefs.

Ever since I was small, papa would always sit beside me and pray or check up on me. I always wondered why but mama said that she offered me to the Sacred Heart of Jesus since her babies, my elder brothers Mark and Jack died prematurely. So I think I was special, hmmm!!! I don't think so....

I always dreamed of becoming an artist or a singer someday. I would play with my brothers toy cars and spontaneously tell a story, script while I ran the car with my hand to a house, a mountain or a restaurant maybe, just like in the movies. Hihi! That was so fun and like a scriptwriter or a story teller I would create characters consist of a boy and a girl, man or woman.

Aahhhh....this is so nice and wow, lewd!, I thought while reading my fave pocket book from Mills & Boon like the nth time. Haaa.....I seem to miss some part or line somewhere or that the teasing, sexy scenes about bases and sex was always the best part in the story. The author always describe how the man or the woman reacts or says their desires or better, does the acts like how I picture them in my mind. Wonderful and steamy, I feel hot and tingly inside too! Hihi!

Bec, magsaing ka na!, Mama calling out from downstairs. Tsk!, opo. Okay! I'll be right there Ma!, mumbling to myself since I'm going to miss the best part of this chapter, the sex part, heeh!