Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Weekday Morning Grind

We start each school day by checking the water in the car radiator, just in case, since the days are burning hot.

On some days, we make a quick stop at the gas station.  Here is where buses stop on the way to the city proper, to load gas.   Mamang sorbetero (ice cream man) makes a killing. 


This is also where I get palpitations as gas prices are sky high, approximately P10 more than the ones in Manila. 
 

Sometimes Elise needs some cartolina or manila paper for a school project, or we just need to replenish our supply of Sunkist juice boxes (or "quick lamig" packs, which are better!).  The neighborhood grocery store has almost everything.  



Pablico Rd. 1 is where we turn right.



A few meters later, we are greeted by the familiar sights of some domestic animals that were left to wander along the small roads.

A full-grown white and brown goat feeding on leaves from the bamboo fence...


A skinny horse taking a break...


A full grown pig basking in the hot sun...


Here comes the parade of black chickens crossing the street everyday at exactly 9:45A.M.

Just before the final left turn to the street of the school, neatly lined mango trees dot the corner lot.

To the right, a lonesome carabao (water buffalo) grazes on the long grass. 


 The bumpy ride ends and we turn into the parking lot of the school, where Elise gets off and walks to her Grade 2 classroom.  I bring Nacho to his Nursery class where he stays for two hours.


And I patiently wait outside his classroom, just in case he needs me, savoring precious alone-time. 

My Palawan

I LOVE Palawan.

Been a long time since I wrote on this blog, and during that time, I was regaining my composure and spinning slowly to find the North in my inner compass.  I got homesick for Manila and did not feel like I wanted to stay here anymore.  Okay, I didn't miss Manila, but I missed family whom we left behind.  It's true, it takes about six months before you truly feel homesick. And it happened to me, on the sixth month!   Should have been used to the sixth-month homesick bug by now, since it has has happened every single time I live away from home.

Now I can say that with conviction.  I really DO have genuine love for this island - beyond being awe-stricken with its beauty - the lush Puerto Princesa City sidewalks,


safe, slow-moving traffic



long shady roads for joy rides


small rivers and creeks


domesticated animals just taking their time


... the spectacular skies and beaches!






More than all that, I love this place because of what it has done for me.  It has stripped off so much baggage, turned me inside-out, and filled me up again!

And when I stand back now and look at myself, I recognize someone whom I met some 12 or 13 years ago,  spontaneous and full of courage and hope.  And so now, I start my life again, inside and out.