It is hard to forget our barkada's afternoon walks from the Nueva Ecija High School to our watering hole which happens to be our house along Diversion Road in Cabanatuan City where we fought the most hotly contested basketball games and mind boggling chess battles made more piquant by the scent of freshly baked nutribun (a government-subsidized bread for schoolchildren) and inihaw na pusit (roasted squid) and bibingka (rice cake) that we bought by the roadside with our meager allowances. We were a raucous and happy bunch of kids gamboling along life's mileposts, immune to violent upheavals. Little did we know that dark clouds were looming over the horizon and that our lives would soon be engulfed by the growing darkness...Martial law was declared and life was never the same again for most Filipinos... © 2008 rauleramos, md
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
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