November 16, 2020
During summer in the early 90s, the family would nap together. We'd lay out a large cot and banig under the ceiling fan and take a sweaty afternoon respite. The anticipation for halo-halo was always a good ingredient to the day, sometimes it's sugar cane or buko juice, sometimes I'd settle for Corn Bits. Clutching my precious 5 peso bill I would run to the sari-sari store and point at my favorite junk food. If I had extra I'd buy those cherry bubble gum balls that colored one's tongue. It was boring. I looked forward to it everyday.