There were lots of children playing on the street this afternoon and ate Zubie suddenly said that we used to be like them before.
When we were still kids, my cousins would stay here at home for the holidays (and summer or any event with long weekends)...so we would spend most of our time playing outside from 3pm to 12am and our parents were just in the garage drinking and sharing stories. We're a big family and we all know that we have this responsibility of being accountable for one another so there's no problem. Our village isn't big anyways so playing outside til 12am isn't a big deal (plus, the titos and the titas play with us :P). Yeah, we're cool like that! So, we practically played EVERYTHING as in from pantintero to piko to tagu-taguan to habulan to langit-lupa to agawan-base to monkey in the middle to basketball, volleyball, football, dodge ball, bicycle racing, pepsi-seven-up!, to tumbang preso to boxing to bahay-bahayan to barbie dolls, to toy cars to beyblade to snake and ladders and monopoly to pusoy dos, tong its and GOD-KNOWS-WHAT-ELSE. We also fought each other. One time, we were divided into two groups and there was like WAR in the house for a week. But everything was just part of the fun! and you know what was the best? They provided us with midnight snacks!
So yeah, my cousins and I are really close and we've shared great memories no one can ever replace. We've spent so much time with each other that when we start talking about it (during reunions), the stories never end.
Today, well, we're all 'grown up'. Most of my cousins are already abroad and some of them are already working or too busy with college (like me :)). So when we get the chance to see each other, we never fail to make kwento all those fun times and we never get tired of hearing them.
While we were strolling in the village ate Zubie suddenly shared something about winning the lotto. So everyone knows that someone won that 700M grand prize from the lotto and YES WE WERE THE ONES WHO GOT IT.
JOKE langgggggggg mehn! (coz if that happened I would be blogging about me... travelling Spain and Greece and not about this).
Anyway, Ate zubie said that if she got that much money, she would probably give it all away to our relatives and friends. Like she would give me a ticket to the World Cup or a tour in Spain and she would build a hospital because a lot of us are nurses or in the medical field. She would give my brother enough money so he can establish his own company in Australia. She would give one of my cousins (who is taking up HRM) her own restaurant etc etc etc.
You know...It's very pleasing to hear those 'wishes' or 'dreams' especially because they're meant for others. I'm really grateful that even if we've gone our separate ways, we never forget to look back on our pasts. As cousins, we're thankful to have each other's back and I'm amazed and surprised how time and experience have changed and made us better persons. Its really fascinating when the people you grew up with become more worried about you... That they're happier when they get to spend money for your happiness rather than buying something for themselves.
(By the way, I'm very proud to say that i've spent and maximized my childhood days very well. Thank you to my parents who never stopped me from exploring the world and just letting me fly and learn from my mistakes. I was never like those kids who ran with towels on their backs or gets called up by their parents to have their clothes changed. I was never spanked or shouted at for falling off a mountain bike and going home with wounds and blood everywhere. I acted like a boy and I didn't care if I had dirt all over my face. I wasn't spoiled but I had my daily tantrums. I was never forced to get a perfect grade. Everything was just a matter of learning. I passed. I failed. I never got any awards in preschool or in gradeschool. I played A LOT and didn't care. The important thing is that I learned. I learned that when i fall down a bike, i get tons of scars (which are forever gonna be there) so the next time i ride, i would be extra careful.)
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