Ito ang ika-labindalawang POST ko dito sa biographical blog ko. Matagal-tagal din akung [Hindi aku sigurado kung dapat "akong" o "akung" pero itong huli ang gagamitin ko.] hindi nag-POST dito dahil ayon sa 11TH POST ko eh Septyembre pa noong isang taon! Ang bilis talaga ng panahon o mabagal lang talaga aku?
Minsan noong Disyembre ay umuwi aku sa Batangas dala ang isang kamera para kuhaan ng litrato ang mga lumang bagay sa aming ANCESTRAL HOME na ngayon ay tila HAUNTED HOUSE na at sira-sira na...
Pero, isa munang larawang PASAKALYE hinggil sa aking sarili:
"OOHHH... THAT'S THE WAY AHA AHA I..."Sometime 1969-1971
Of course "THEY" FOOLED me into dancing... What could I do? I had no "CHOICE"... FOLK DANCING in GRADE SCHOOL. If you don't DO IT, then you get EXPELLED! So, just do the best that you can given the bad situation not to your liking ...This was on a special occasion, a graduation maybe. We are wearing traditional Philippine male national dress: KATIPUNERO garb with white shirts, red loose pants, red neckerchiefs MINUS bolos and buri hats. Look at MY STYLE! Look at the hands and feet! They are really dancing to the tune/beat... OOOHHH... THAT'S THE WAY AHA AHA HAR HAR! I REALLY could not understand my classmates... I felt that they did not really understand or appreciate the ART of MUSIC & DANCING... Just take a look at my group: only one person is really dancing, the rest are maybe EXERCISING or WHAT?!
To my right: Eleanor, Roy (RIP) and Dan. Roy, who had a JAPANESE mestizo father (His last name is CLOSE/ALMOST IDENTICAL to that of the former Japanese socialist PM friend of BUSH called an "Idiot" by BOBBY FISCHER). Later on in Life, I learned that Roy had died tragically - he drowned in one of Olongapo's beaches allegedly while heavy on drugs. I believe that he was the only one of my classmates to fall victim to drug-use which was extensively done by American servicemen (The claim is that this was one of the reasons for America's defeat in Vietnam). TODAY, you can still make me dance. BUT you have to pay me at least ONE MILLION EUROs/DOLLARs/PESOs PER STEP!!!
ANG PINTU(AN)May istorya ang bagay na nasa itaas ng pintu namin sa Batangas... Masdan ang kapirasong kahoy na may UKIT... Hindi ko alam ang tawag dito sa wikang Tagalog. Pero ang sabi sa akin ng mga matatanda ay may mga dekorasyong katulad nito ang mga sinaunang bahay sa lugar namin. Maraming bahay sa Alitagtag ang may kahalintulad na dekorasyong UKIT. Ito ang kusina ng bahay namin sa kasalukuyan. At ito rin ang MISMONG tapat ng BATALAN namin noon na siyempre ay giniba na at wala na. Dito aku nagsusulat noon, isang gabi, kung saan nagkaroon aku ng napakalalim na KARANASAN sa PAG-IISIP/THINKING mga alas dos ng NAPAKATAHIMIK na umaga sa liwanag ng kandila (May brownout noon)...
Detalye ng UKIT sa itaas ng PINTU.E-TU-TU-LOY
