A glimpse of a secret park

Was busy drinking coffee and what caught my eye sight was a glimpse of a secret park. There were high walls surrounding it and green fresh grass were growing. Goat and other animals like dogs would roam around freely and play. As children will gather to fly kites and play games. What a place to be with were in fresh air and cool shelter from the trees beside you.

It was the most relaxing view I have witnessed despite the hazard thinking and problems I have today. As the fresh grass grow at its peak and a small hole filled with water seems like a lake. I want to jump from the building I am staring with and go down to that place at it provoke me to be there.

I just want to be there and feel the soft grasses on my feet. Especially when it's raining were in the soft moist allows you to feel it on your foot. No matter how I look at it and how I picture out it looks best as the way it is.

I have been always a dreamer and followed some visions of my own. But what I saw was just a realistic kind of place. Behind all those walls was a great wide place for recreation as I pass beside those walls when it's time for me to go home after work. But what was hidden and protected from those walls was a great view that can only be seen when you are above.

Happy Mothers day

Dear Mama,

Kumusta namo ni papa? Nag cge gihapon mog date didto likod sa atong balay? Puhon ma maka visit ko ninyo diha ni papa mag dye tas imong buhok. Kay mao jud ni permi imong e.sugo nako once a month kay para wa kay uban. Bisag di ko kahibaw nakat.on nalang pud ko kay para di ka halata nga senior citizen naka. Gi ingnan tika nga atong ipa blond imong buhok pero di ka mo sugot kay imong idol si Marian Rivera. 

Mahibong nalang ko nimo mag tanaw kag TV mag atang ka usahay sa next sequel ni Dingdong Dantes. Nganu mag atang man kang Dingdong nga naa man ko? Naa pay maminaw mo ni papa og drama sa radyo while nag tuk.ong mos lamisa kay naniudto.

Sukad ni barog ko sakong kaugalingon tiil mader dako na kaayog deperensya. Wa nay mo pukaw nako inig buntag para kuhaon ang punda og habol aron ma apil og laba. 

Wa nay mo laba sakong mga bulingon og mo tahi sakong nanga wagart nga brep katong nag skwela pako sa elementarya. Pag highschool di pako kalimot imo kung pa dalhon og bawnanan nga ang kan.on gi dasok pag maayo aron di magutman. Pero akong kwarta mahurot ra gihapon kay lami man ang singkamas og gi slice nga penya sa tindahan.

Wa nay mag duwa og solitary sa sala sukad tua namos probensya ni papa. Ang lamisa nga butanganan sa imong baraha napulihan nalang og charger sa cellphone og ashtray. Sukad naa naka sa probensya wa nay mamadlong sa mga bata diri kay pang bali.on imong mga tanom og buwak.

Puhon maayong tempo og dagan sa panahon mo pakalit rakog abot dra sa ato. Mo kalit rakog butho sa atong tugkaran. May nang ambush tirada sa akong pag abot para pakurat og medyo na I drama kay surprise kuno.


Imong anak

Summer kite flying

It’s summer once again when I was a child it’s the month of ultimate freedom. It’s the time were all we worry was how to find and seek playmate’s whole day. During this time kids are also circumcised while others go and visit their home town. Something just reminds me when I was a child during this month and that’s kite flying.

When was the last time I have played and watched my own made kite soar to the sky. After gathering the necessary in order to make the kite the plan will be implemented. And when it’s done the moment of truth will be tested. It all pays off to watch your kite fly as it freely glides in the wind and soaring higher as I release and extend the thread on it. It’s a feeling of contentment and satisfaction seeing your kite flew with ease.  It’s an overwhelming feeling that what you have created fulfilled your expectations.

Either standing or sitting under a small shelter provided by trees while watching and guarding your kite. Watching over it for random instances might occur or happen. If the wind is quite strong the kite would crash or the thread would snap. Or even worse if there are nearby kites and end up entangling with yours.

When will I try this again?

When would I make another homemade kite and start to let it fly?

When would I blow and whistle so that air would come and would help me lift my kite?

 When will I roll those threads again on a tin can when I am done playing?

At the moment only childhood memories linger on my mind as I look back how simple life was way back then.