a comment on Sunday Sweet Sunday

LONGWAYBYE SAYS...

I remember the sweet innocence of my childhood too. Back home, in that  beautiful but economically hard garden of eden, one learns that a wrong is sometimes a right, and this is met by silent looks of parents, and a quick change of topics, or the admonition that 'that is to be done', basta yan ang gawin....

I remember particularly the times when I was told that whenever there are people looking looking for my parents, I should go to the gate, which is a little far from the front door of our house, ask them who they're looking for, who are they, and tell them I dont know if my parents are home but Id go and look.

then i will report to my parents. usually they wont entertain the visitors, but sometimes they would for a select few.

it was only when I was in high school that I was able to fully realize the importance of this 'approach', it might have even saved our lives then.....

slowly, the innocence of youth gives way to the understanding of the ways of the world...interrupted only by the idealism of college years...I still remember one of the reasons why i chose to go abroad: so that Id be able to live with as much ethics and morals since on an empty stomach, they would be down the list.

well, what have i learned thru all theseyears? That once you get basic needs out of immediate problems,(because salary abroad can provide for basic needs very well unlike back home), then one proceeds to higher morals, the violation of which is more sickening to the stomach than violations to feed the gurgling stomach.

people, when their stomachs are full, think of more money, and when they are sufficient, think now of sex...hehe It is just that in the pursuit of these otherwise okay goals, lies, injustice and unfairness surely will be committed.

I guess that is what is really the beauty and the enticing power of what is called the simple life back home. When life is simple, you have simple pleasures too, but  you also avoid
Comment from longwaybye - 14/01/07 4:56 PM

note: It seems Longwaybye went beyond the alloted length for comments in the AOL Journals section..But he talked re: the innocence of childhood which is very personal, as well as poignant, to all of us..And considering it happened back in the old country, which, if you ponder on it for a moment, it seems to be just a pretty dream where sad elements were deleted..

I remember a story I heard in the College Campus ( Adamson University ) while chewing the fat with some of my College buddies..One was narrating..

"Now this kid was in the front yeard when this man came to him  and asked:

'Is your tatay inside the house?'

The young boy said: 'Wait, I will check..'

After 2 minutes, the boy came out and announced..

'My tatay said he is not at home..'  "

 

"Regrets, I have a few", went the song composed by Paul Anka for the great crooner Frankie Sinatra..One of my regrets is not having taken my College studies very seriously..I prefered to get more involved in extra curricular activities in the Campus. If I was not able to go abroad,  maybe I could have wound up in an unsatisfactory job in an obscure part of the Mother Country, dreaming  and wishing for a life SOMEWHERE in the world, somewhere except in the Philippines...