"A LITTLE FARM BOY AND HIS IMPOSSIBLE DREAMS: A True to life Story!"
"My childhood memories"
I was raised by a poor family in the northern part in the Bukidnon , Mindanao Philippines! Life was so amazing, we eat together , we laugh together and cry together. That's what I always call" Family!
I am the fifth among the six siblings in the family, with 4 brothers and older sister and a younger sister. We live in a very fresh area while birds, cows, goats and chickens were my bestfriends. Life was very simple ,sometimes we eat three times a day or less but we never heard anyone asking the word "WHY".
At the age of six, I never had a chance to play with other kids not because we don't have that much neighborhood but we have to work in farm for our survival. Yes indeed i was raised by my parents as a farm boy and i will always be proud of it. We have to wake up as early as 5 o'clock in the morning prepare the things we need in farming and make sure to leave the house before 6:00 AM. While Mom left at home with my younger sister where she was four years old.
Along the way to farm, I barely see kids playing round because perhaps I knew they are doing the same thing as i do. So never in my mind to play . We don't have Television at home, we only have radio to listen with to keep us updated of the community that surrounds us. Every Sunday , I always go with my mama , (mother) to go to church which is around an hour and half walking and after church that's the only time that I got to play with my older brothers which was so fun and full of joyful memories.
I was seven years old when mama started teaching how to write, it was indeed a struggle because I used of holding bolos for cleaning the farm not a pencil and paper. It was really a battle for me and was never interested in doing such because that's kind of new to me. Mom never stopped and was really dedicated for me to learn to write and we always have arguments because she wanted me to use my right hand but I insist of using my left hand instead.
The same year, my mom took me to a community school with 4 classrooms I was really wondering that are we going to do and the reasons of coming to that place. Right there and then she enrolled me in my grade one to a school that is 3 hours walking away from home.
To be continued>>>
