After 8 years, I again revisited my neighborhood where I grew up. I've lived in Sampaguita Street for about 8 years. 8 years of growing up and going to puberty and angst. Until now, I still dream of our house in RGV Homes as well as the people who live there. When we left in 1997, we went back once and never again. I always dreamt of going back there. In a car. Driving through the streets. Checking out the houses. After 8 years, my dream came true. I went back, in my car, drove through the streets, checked out the houses, hoping to see a familiar face. But there was no one there that I knew. Even the houses were different. I almost didn't recognize our house where I grew up. I was so excited to be back there that I cannot help but take pictures. Unfortunately, I didn't have the nerve to open the windows because someone might see me taking pictures of "our" house which is theirs already and might mistake me for an Akyat Bahay Gang member.
Our house looks old and ugly as well as PJ's house. The gate which was brown before was now blue. They built a water tank at the corner. There were no more plants and trees at the front. Only the santol tree remains. The dama de noche is gone as well as the birds of paradise and the santan bushes. I hope the 2 mangga trees are still in the backyard. They didn't produce the best hilaw na mangga in the neighborhood but it was fun climbing those trees and picking the mangga off its branch. Sarap also with suka and toyo! It makes me sad to see the house I grew up in in such a sorry state. I almost didn't recognize it.
33 Sampaguita St.: The house I grew up in
31 Sampaguita St.: My bestfriend's house
Shortcut path from Narra St. to Sampaguita St.
10 years ago, you would have seen a different kind of neighborhood from what I saw earlier today. The streets would be filled with kids riding on bikes and playing street games. Patintero. Taguan. Cops and Robbers. Tumbang Preso. Shato. Tex. Chinese Garter. There would be vendors selling taho in the morning, fishballs, assorted nuts, nilagang mais in the afternoon. Now Sampaguita Street is quiet. Wala na ang magugulo at maiingay. They moved out and grew up. Hindi na napalitan. Hindi mapapalitan.
My childhood was not 100% full of happy memories. We were not the Brady Bunch. In fact, we could be the noisiest house on the block. To think dalawa lang kaming magkapatid. World War 3 araw-araw. Nevertheless, I miss my childhood. It was a very happy childhood. It was the best!
When you finally go back to your old hometown, you find it wasn't the old home you missed but your childhood. - Sam Ewing
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Tampuhin, selosa and madalas may topak.
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Cynical on the outside but a hopeless romantic deep inside.
Tries not cry over a guy but will shed buckets of tears while watching a movie.
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