The sounds of firecrackers and fireworks echoes through the night even hours before the appointed time. Families begin to gather in their homes. Grandmothers and mothers–who knew a thing or two about superstitions–wear polka-dotted dresses, shirts, or skirts. 13 round fruits neatly placed inside fruit baskets as decor in the dining table, along with the Medianoche. Speakers are turned to a higher volume than normal, videoke machines rented out everywhere as people sang their hearts out–whether they were drunk or sober. And then before you know it, there’s only a minute left. The firecrackers are going full force now as (read more…)
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The Baguio Adventure
I always did like going to new places. I don’t usually end up going anywhere that far, though. The farthest place we’ve been to (and by ‘we’, I mean my family and I) was Romblon and that was a long, long time ago. When my Aunt, Uncle and cousins came over for Christmas, we knew that after Pueblo they would be going to Baguio. I didn’t know, or would have guessed, that me and my sister, Mara would end up going with them too. I don’t know much about Baguio except for little facts like: the weather there is cold, (read more…)
Read moreA Very, Merry Christmas!
For as long as I could remember, most of our Christmas celebration had been redundant. We would usually attend the midnight mass, eat Nochebuena (the Christmas Eve dinner), open presents and just go to sleep after that. There are occasions when we (me and my sisters in particular) stay up so late that when we wake up the next day (which is the actual Christmas day), it would already be an hour or so before lunch. That was why this Christmas was really very different from the ones we were used to celebrating. For one, we didn’t have our Christmas (read more…)
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