A Kid’s Rainy Tropic Daydream

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I was in a bedroom in another’s home when I heard the night news on the radio. A radio which withstood many flus, back pains, coffee breaths, and uncalled reactions. The room was cold and cozy, with happy people fondly bickering at each other. It was in between these few minutes when I vividly remembered how my Lola (grandmother in Tagalog) prepared my mid-morning snack every time classes are suspended due to a typhoon in our country. The salty scent of an instant Nissin ramen noodles mixed with egg and paired with a Pinoy favourite cracker, Skyflakes. To gulp down this high sodium duo my Lola also gave me a local loved and made orange juice, either Zesto or Sunny. These two high in sugar drinks completed my kiddie obsession for preserved goods. These pairings never fail to bring warmth inside me, even if I only take these now through my imaginative state.

I also recalled the feeling I had when I wake up to a gloomy and rainy morning, and I overhear Ka Ernie Baron reiterating the announcement that classes were suspended. I am more excited and “inspired” to immediately rise and start my day. Now this is the exact moment when my Lola will cook the aforementioned menu and I will then smell the aromatic combination. I was more productive and active when classes were suspended, which deeply puzzled my parents. Don’t get me wrong, I was an honor student with special awards. I belonged to the students who are given leeways by teachers and school administrators. I was just too lazy to wake up early and layer myself with undergarments and school uniform only to be placed in a humid and warm temperature.

Memories of my grandparents’ home flashed back in my mind and their happy faces lit up my mundane emotions. I felt I was in their home again. That warm, loving feeling that I miss came back to caress me, and clasp my dreary self. Even for a while I remembered how to be a carefree young person.

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