I was born in Placer, Surigao del Norte – the homeplace of my father. My mom and dad settled in this small town until I was four years old. My mom was assigned in a municipal hospital as a nurse and that’s where she met my father and the rest was a history.
Even when we move to Surigao City, I normally spend my summer vacation at Placer because I have lots of childhood friends back then. I always look forward to the months of April and May where I can play all day long and doing things like a typical child in the 80s. We used to enjoy the early morning swimming in the nearby beach. Then went hunting for birds or insects in the forbidden forest, playing the traditional games such as “tumba-lata”, “sudsud”, “batikubri” in the afternoon. In most evenings, we share horror stories with the kids in the street or watch TV for a fee from the neighborhood. I really had a wonderful childhood years and many unforgettable memories.
Well fast forward, I regularly visit Placer to see my relatives. But now, most of my friends were not there anymore because most of them have migrated to other places in the Philippines or abroad. So when I come home, I normally just stay home and chat with my aunts, uncles, and cousins.
When I went home in the Philippines, I squeezed to my very tight schedule, a whole day trip to my birthplace. It was on July 19th that we decided to have lunch in Placer and pay a visit to our departed loved ones in the cemetery.
As usual, my father’s siblings prepared a whole bunch of fresh and delicious seafood. Superb. My cravings were truly satisfied.
My aunt June is a good cook. She owns and runs a very profitable catering business in the area. In fact during her wedding day, it’s her family business who catered for the wedding reception.
Before we went back to the city, we shared a warm afternoon with ice cream and some freshly baked bread.
I am glad I have a very supportive and loving extended family. Truly blessed to have them in my life.