the rain is coming down in torrents. the strong wind sets the guava tree into a manic movement against the roof. inside the house, however, it is calm and cozy warm. i lie curled up in a fetal position with my head on nanay's lap. she gently runs her fingers through my hair while singing sa lumang simbahan. her touch and her voice soothe me. i drift off ...
"jenggay ... jenggay." a light stroke on my right arm awakes me. i squint and i see kuya boying beaming. on his hands is a steaming big bowl. "nagluto ng lugaw ang nanay."
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5 comments:
What a beautiful dream/memory...They never leave us, the ones we love and who loevd us. Pinaiyak mo ko Jemmi :-)
You make me not forget your gentle nanay. Bless her soul.
And I won't forget that faux pas I made when you were talking about your Kuya, hihi.
Correction, when I was doing the talking and you just listened until I realized my faux pas. foot in my mouth. ahaha.
hi jenni,
where do you live in munich? i spent 11 years in marienplatz and schwabing.
living now in the sud of france for 6years in a village where i'm the only filipina. really a big change.
i hope that we can communicate and maybe meet in munich.
olivia
hi, olivia! could you please send me your email address? :-)
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