Back Again

It’s great to be back again in my hometown. It’s been five days that I’ve stayed in Kabacan. I rented there a room in a boarding house along Abellera Street near Wesleyan Bible School, recommended by my officemate Bing. I got it for a very minimal amount, called student’s price. I feel like a student once again, travelling and coming home every weekend. I have boardmates who are students in University of Southern Mindanao. I’m glad to be acquainted with them.
It’s good to see my family doing well. The new venture of my younger sister called ATM, stands for Automatic Tubig Machine is on its way. When I got home the structure was already constructed. It’s going to be operational soon. It’s a good investment that I supported which will later produce additional income. Maybe next week when I come home, the system will be successfully installed. I was able to meet my friend Jun Fresco, the owner of this business yesterday when he dropped to inspect the structure.
Later in the evening, Kuya Dodong and I went to inspect if the harvest of rice in my area was finished. Indeed, it was done and ready for processing. Soon it will be sacked and sold in the market. I treated Kuya Dodong and Ongkid with some drinks from our store.
This morning, I attended the third mass. I wasn’t able to attend the second mass. Last night,Jing Jing, Roger and I agreed to attend the earlier mass but I did not make it because I had a transaction with Ate Tess this morning. I washed my clothes and had lunch in my auntie Ebing’s house. The boxing fight of Marquez and Mayweather was on the 8th round when I arrived. Mayweather won the game.
I went to Fit Mart Mall and paid my electric bill. I met Agnes Paglinawan, my former co-member in our High School choir. I told her that this morning, I watched the world tour concert of Mariah Carey and I recalled her because of the song “Hero”. She used o sing this song when we were in High School. She answered me that maybe it was a sign of our meeting.
I missed the High School Choir group. I still remember some of our songs, Panis Angelicus, The Lord’s Prayer, Buhay ay Yaman, Masdan mo ang Kapaligiran, Tuldok, Masdan mo ang Mga Bata, May Isang Bayan, Gonna Build a Mountain, Himig ng Pag-ibig, Magsimula Ka, etc. These songs have special place in my heart because it reminds me of my happy days in High School together with other choir members. I recalled how we practiced and prepared during rehearsals for our various competitions and performances. It was very tedious and hectic. Our choir conductor that time was Mr. Jurilla. He was very particular of the mastery of the song and the choreography. We frequently stayed late at night for the practice. But our victories and experiences were worth remembering. The experience taught me patience and hard work. In order to succeed, one must persist and prepare. Practice makes perfect.
Things happen unexpectedly. It may occur unnoticeably, plainly or vividly. These moments become precious for it helps you recall people, things, places and events. It will help you connect to the past and make you aware who you are and what you’ve been through. We cannot turn back time but deep within our rich memory we can go visit the past and cherish the beautiful memories we have created at various points in our life.