Cruz cousins in Batangas
My cousins and I loved climbing mango trees in our grandmother’s resthouse in Batangas. There were indian mangoes, pico mangoes and carabao mangoes. The adults would bring platitos of bagoong alimasag, barrio fiesta bagoong, or salt. Each person would pick which sansawan they liked the best.For my cousins and I, dipping the mangoes in a bowl of toyo was our thing.
Sometimes, when we’re bored, we liked smearing the toyo on our arms, and we would howl in agony pretending that the toyo was blood. We tricked Tito Mike, and he was like Anong nangyari sa inyo? We would lick the “blood” and say Mmmm sarap! He’d look confused, and we’d say Toyo lang kasi un. We’d run away laughing while our Tito just stood there, still confused.
Roadtrip with cousins
For more about my awesome Filipino family, check out these links:
- A Childhood in Batangas: My Wound is Bigger than Yours, Belat
- Little Era the Bantay Bata Caller
- Little Erinn and the Suggestion Box
- Conversations With Lola: Aling Dionisia’s Illness
- Annika’s Great Escapes
- Juancho Threw a Rock at Me
- Grandma and Good Fridays: No Laughing Allowed
- Easter Egg Hunting for Grown Ups
- Childhood Game: May Butas Ang Puwet Mo!
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- Ja’s Weird Childhood Games
- Little Ja’s Sleepy Daydreams
- A Little Ja Story: Going to Mama’s Office
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what a wonderful childhood experience of yours..nice post
Thank you!