Reposted from Ariel Faraon of Facebook
I was born and raised in Mlang, Cotabato. Regardless of the weather, our dinner time was at 6:00PM and bed time was 8:00PM.
Eating out at a #restaurant was a huge deal, rarity actually, that nearly never happened.
There was no such thing as fast food on every other day, and having a bottle of soft drinks or a large ice-cream from the local shop was a real treat. Boy oh boy! Pass your final exams and then you may get a new pair of shoes or set of clothes!
You took your #school clothes off as soon as you got home and put on your ‘home’ clothes. There was no taking or picking you up in the car, you either boarded the school transport(tricycle) or rode on public transport! Or simply walked back. You got home did your chores and your homework before dinner.
We didn’t have #cabletv #wifi or #Netflix, most of us did not have TV. The neighbors would let us watch by their balcony.
We played Cops & Robbers, Hide & Seek, Marbles, jack stones, and any other game we could come up with..... At home, we stuck to chess, scrabbles, ludo, snakes and ladders.
Staying shut in the house was a PUNISHMENT and the only thing we knew about "bored" was --- "You better find something to do before I find it for you!"
We played music via magnetic tapes or transistor radio.
We went to the local shop for grocery and candy used to be a few cents or at the most one cent.
We ate what Mom made for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Even snacks were homemade. Bottled water was a luxury and unheard of. We drank tap water. At home it was boiled and cooled . While playing outside straight from the tap.
We weren't AFRAID OF ANYTHING. We played until dark... sunset was our alarm.
We hung around with real friends not virtual. We rode our bicycles or walked to meet our friends at their houses. Friends houses were extension to our home.
If someone had a fight, that's what it was and we were friends again a week later, if not SOONER.
We watched our MOUTHS around our elders because ALL of our aunts, uncles, grandpas, grandmas, AND our parents' best friends were all extensions of our PARENTS and you didn't want them telling your parents if you misbehaved! Or they would give you something to cry about.
We respected the Police, Firemen, Ambulance workers, Teachers, Doctors and Nurses.
We never answered back..... ever!!
We got detention at school for not doing homework, being late to class or being naughty. Our teachers spanked us when we deserved, and our parents did not complain about it.
Those were the good days. So many kids today will never know how it feels to be a kid the way we used to be
. I loved my childhood and all the friends I hung around with. Good Times
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