Youth – Daily Prompt

We all have them. Our childhood memories – the innocence of youth. The time when we just played or messed around, when we had to go to school or play in the street. When we were free of responsibilities and worries. We remembered our games, our playground, our playmates, the laughter, falling out with some of them but being friends again after 10 minutes and most of all, the fun.

And then they were gone. We were playing hide and seek and I was “it”. I closed my eyes, counted up to a hundred, opened my eyes and said: “here I come, ready or not.” I searched for them high and low, wondering where they could be. I first saw Beth, hiding behind the bush, then Venus and Janet chattering away, so I followed their voices. Soon I was able to pinpoint where they were hiding and the next “it” had to look for us. Before long we had to go back to our houses and ate our dinner. Other days, we’d play patintero (try to cross my line without letting me touch or catch you), tumbang preso (hit the can), piko (hopscotch) or luksong-tinik (lit. jump over the thorns of a plant). Sometimes we’d rent some bikes and circled around our neighbourhood.

One, two, three, you’re “it”
The innocence of childhood
Youthful memories

Easter Breaks. The only time of the year when all of us cousins stayed in our Granddad’s house. The number of times we walked back and forth the house and the chapel for singing the passion plays. The afternoons we spent splashing in that creek while Granddad washed the carabao, the still warm fresh milk that morning and the mangoes we’ve picked on the way to the farm. We all slept on the floor, some snoring, some talking, and telling each other’s stories, jokes and secrets.

Dad and Tito (uncle) Pabling. They were more than brothers. They’d spent hours and hours tinkering with Tito Pabling’s recently acquired old jeepney. Just like good mechanics, they’d come home with all those black smuts from the engine. Sometimes, they’d spent their afternoons unblocking the canal in our street. They were the best hosts, too – the New Year’s Day party was always a blast – all our relatives, friends, neighbours and everyone on Halcon Street would’ve confirmed that – we had to close the street for our party!

Dapitan. Our house in Dapitan was small – for our parents, 4 children, Granny, aunts and cousins. It was constantly full of people and activities. Our cousins from the province stayed with us once they started college. There were 2 bedrooms, one for our parents and one for all of us with 2 bunk beds; the rest slept on the floor. My classmates and I loved hanging out there; doing our homework and projects; lunch and merienda (snacks) were at all times provided. When I needed to concentrate at college, I’d wake up in the middle of the night to revise or just to have some peace and quiet.

One of the earliest memories I had was the time when my sister was born. I was three, my big brother was four and we were waiting in the other room, my father was pacing up and down. Until we heard the midwife (my aunt) said: “it’s a girl!” We all rushed in the room, we saw some blood and the baby crying and my mom was on the floor. My aunt told us to “go away, we’re not ready yet.”

My sister was born
My brother and I waited
Then we heard her cry

Another memory was when our youngest brother was born, I was ten by this time and when we saw him, I thought he was the most gorgeous baby in the world. He had this massive black hair and his skin was all red, his eyes sparkling like diamonds, probably from crying. We knew we’ve got to spoil this kid.

Gorgeous baby
Eyes sparkling like diamonds
Our youngest brother

For: Youth

Other “youth” posts:
Daily Prompt: The Youth of days gone by
https://impossiblebebong.wordpress.com/2016/08/20/youth/
https://saturinskies.wordpress.com/2016/08/20/we-always-want-what-we-dont-have/
Meeting Myself
https://nonsmokingladybug.wordpress.com/2016/08/20/to-hell%e2%80%8b-my-love-with-you/

The Ultimate Blogging Challenge: Day 2

This is going to be based on things that make you happy. It could be something as simple as making a list of your favourite things, or perhaps you could write a poem. It could even be about a certain special person in your life, a close friend maybe. You could write about a memory you share, or just what they mean to you.

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it’s all in the mind
simple things make me happy
pure heart, no worries

living with nature
happiness is within our hearts
together with love

sunshine, flowers bloom
birds singing, feeling of content
life is wonderful

Memories of youth
My happiness
When Sabel was young
Naive in the world
I wanted simple things
Ate ice – cream
Played hide-and-seek
Played catch , marbles , yoyo
Rented a bike
Strolled in town
Bathed in a creek
Along with carabao
Memories of youth
My happiness

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being with you is magic
magic as in worth living
living a dream forever
forever we grow old and ageing

love is happiness
happiness shared with you
you and I together
together we stick like glue

why is the sky so blue?
blue as the wavy sea
sea breeze and summer dream
dream as my love for thee

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the world’s our oyster, the future in our hands
with just a wave of my hard to make out wand

it’s how we look at it, be it a challenge or a setback
if I’m not careful, I’ll find myself sitting on a yak

will we accept the challenge, or will we stop at the first fall?
and shot up all the rest with caffeine, happiness, life and all?

life is not always smooth sailing; there’ll be some setbacks
oh my God, do I feel a knife in my back?

we shouldn’t stop at plan A, there should always be a plan B
I have to take things breezy, gladly and calmly

and if they still don’t work, go on until the last letter plan
though I seem to have misplaced my recipe for flan

Let’s not give up just easily; it’s all a test on our determination
I think it is easy; it’s not thermodynamics or nuclear fusion

For: The Ultimate Blogging Challenge: Day 2

Drive – Daily Prompt

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“Are we there yet, Mum?”

“We’re running late, kung-fu is starting…”

“Go, Mum, go, you shouldn’t wait for that lot!”

“It was very funny today, so and so said this…”

“Don’t change it, I want Energy – cool!”

And so on and so on. I miss that little guy. He used to sit with his Mum first thing in the morning, on the way to school, sometimes he was still half-asleep. And when we picked him up, he was full of beans, telling us what happened to school and who did what and who was silly and so on and so on. Sometimes, one or two friends came back with him home and they messed around at the back. Sometimes, he would stay with his friends overnight. Sometimes, we had to ferry him from one activity to the next – kung-fu, karate, football, guitar, squash, etc. My boot was usually full of his bits and pieces – smelly gym and football kits, squash racket, guitar, etc. He’s not little anymore, and he may be driving his own car but I still miss that little guy.

red mini is me
I am more than ten years old
I used to drive him
to school, back and everywhere
and now, just his Mum to work

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

For: Drive

Other “drive” posts:
https://devildollmusings.wordpress.com/2016/07/18/rolling-stoned/
https://knightedben.wordpress.com/2016/07/17/my-soul-will-probably-arrive-earlier-than-our-car/
https://knightedben.wordpress.com/2016/07/17/my-soul-will-probably-arrive-earlier-than-our-car/
Drive
https://mobi41.wordpress.com/2016/07/17/a-walk-on-the-beach/

#WQWWC – Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge – Memories

M – memories are special moments that tell our story
E – every laughter and pain are part of me
M – memories never die
O – one song, thousand memories
R – regret nothing for they made me who I am today
I – I still remember the first day I met you
E – every second counts, live it
S – sometimes you miss the memories, not the person

For: #WQWWC – Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge – Memories

Share Your World – 2016 Week 28

What is your earliest memory?
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One of the earliest memories I had was the time when my sister was born. I was three, my big brother was four and we were waiting in the other room, my father was pacing up and down. Until we heard the midwife (my aunt) said: “it’s a girl!” We all rushed in the room, we saw some blood and the baby crying and my mom was on the floor. My aunt told us to “go away, we’re not ready yet.”

My sister was born
My brother and I waited
Then we heard her cry

What was the last photo you took with your phone?

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We were walking in Berlin and we found this Filipino street food restaurant. We stopped to have our lunch. We had some spring rolls, sinigang soup and longganisa hamburger, followed by halo-halo. We had a good time.

Have you ever danced in the rain?

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Most of the time, when I was young in the Philippines. It was warm rain and we always had fun playing and dancing in the rain.

What is the longest you have gone without sleep?

I really cannot remember. I love my sleep and I sleep well, so probably very seldom that I’ve stayed awake for a long time and not gone to sleep.

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? 

Last week was back to normal routine after our trip to Berlin.

In two weeks’ time, I’m off again and looking forward to it. Two weeks in the UK to visit my mother who’s still there with my brother after my son’s wedding in May. She’s flying back to the Philippines in August, so I thought I’ll visit her before she returns to the Philippines.

Then, three weeks in India for the son’s wedding with his beautiful bride, Indian version. We’ll be visiting relatives before the wedding. Then after the wedding, we’re going around with a bus, touring the south of India. Looking forward to it!

Have a lovely week everyone!

 

Berlin Wall Museum – Echoes of the Past

Berlin Wall Museum exhibition dates back to the museum’s first days, just after the building of the Berlin Wall, and charts the lifespan of the world’s supposedly most secure border system. For over 50 years the Wall Museum, founded in 1962 as a bastion of peace in freedom, has stood at the legendary Checkpoint Charlie border crossing, the geographical focal point of the Cold War, where the West-East divide began and ended.

Wandering through different rooms one can also examine original artefacts used during many of the infamous escapes from East Germany – from escape cars, to hot air balloons, from homemade mini-submarines to deceptively hollow surfboards, the permanent exhibition is a testament to the ingenuity of the human mind when faced with perilous circumstances. Alongside the information boards and escape objects, there was also showcase work by artists, whose only means of dealing with the existence of this cruel divide was to turn to their art.

I’m very grateful that we went to this museum and saw its exhibition. I’m hoping that the world would really know the value of freedom. Let there be peace and love!

What made you smile this week?

For: Weekly Smile 27 #weeklysmile, Photo Workshop and bits of my week – Echoes Of My Neighbourhood 26, Three Things Thursday: July 7, 2016

SL-WEEK 49 : VINTAGE

Photographs and memories
Of many moons ago
When ancestors were still here
Telling us stories of what they had
Of histories and struggles
Of freedom and hope
My parents when they were 18
Young love, of faiths and dreams
Our family on our grandparents’ day
Celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary
With all the children and grandchildren
A photo with my siblings and our Mom
The youngest not even born yet
And me when I was five, as a queen
One dancing the Hawaiian dance
And one with my Dad pinning my medal

For: SL-WEEK 49 : VINTAGE by Sylvain LANDRY. Also for: OBW 152 ~ Old

June 13 Challenge

Day 13 Lucky 13

June 13, 1944. Prompted by the successful Allied Landing in Europe, Germany launched a V1 Flying Bomb attack on England. Luckily, only four of the bombs hit their targets. 

Tell us about a time you were lucky. Or unlucky.

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When I was younger, say early 20s, we took my brother to the airport to join his ship. It was his first job as a Marine Engineer and we were all happy for him. My father drove us all back home. My mother sat in the passenger’s seat and the three children sat in the back. I was on the right hand side of the car. We were in Dapitan and the barrier for the train went down. Suddenly my father couldn’t break the car. We were shouting, thinking we won’t be able to stop and we’d drive through the barrier. That our whole family would die and my brother would come home to an empty house. I was praying, I thought that was the end. I haven’t even started my life yet. Luckily, a miracle happened and my father was able to stop the car. We were all in shock but very grateful.

For: Day 13 Lucky 13

‘Say Something’-FFF36

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JESSAMINE
Remembering Jessamine
The day she left us broke our hearts
We remembered her poems, paintings and arts
Each one of us has a different way to mourn
We all love her from the day she was born
Different ways of coping and of remembering
What ties us all is the love for her
That she was still here, singing and dancing
All the things she did were entertaining
That the years never really mattered
As the flames leapt skyward
We said farewell
We closed our eyes and sighed
Gone but not forgotten
Her memories lingered on
Rest in peace, Jessamine

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

For: Say Something’-FFF36 by the bookblogger 2014

Neon Music Sign
http://start.at/nevit Nevit Dilmen