Life is so normal here, oh yes it’s different from where I grew up in Massachusetts, but in some ways it’s the same. Its people waking up every day, going about their life and trying to get the most from it, its enjoying the little things that life gives you. It’s taking pride in the accomplishments of your family and your friends, spending as much time as you can with them, and not dwelling on their peccadillo’s but enjoying the successes that happen to them on a day to day basis.
This happened over the weekend a week ago. My granddaughter is in a swimming group called the Dolphins, and practices two to three afternoons a week plus every Sunday. Over that weekend on Saturday and Sunday other groups from all over Luzon converged on Dinalupihan Bataan for a competition among the groups. Our Granddaughter Heather Colleen (AKA: Ling-Ling) was competing in the 9 to 10 year old age group.
Of course plans had been make for a few of us to be there both Saturday and Sunday to cheer her on. It didn’t quite work out the way, as I took sick, and had to remain at my house. But I encouraged Ymir Thea, and Cecil and Mayang to attend. I had no idea that it would turn out the way it did, everyone, her Uncles, Aunts, Cousins and Neighbors all wanted to go. This required a special Jeepney to take them all there. But it was worth every centavo. On her Daddies side no less than 15 people showed up both days and on our side close to 20, she by far had the largest cheering section there.
She won 5 Gold Metals and 2 Bronze Metals in her meets, and the crowd went wild with each win. My phone was ringing off the hook as they called to tell me of each win and I’m busting with pride. Yet, I’m missing the whole thing, and it was killing me, having to sit at home and not be there to see her in action.
I got to thinking how wonderful it was that she had so many people there just for her, and the pride and love that each and every member of her family and friends felt for her.
When they all returned to my house Sunday afternoon, you could cut the excitement with a knife. Food was prepared and our tiny hero was fawned over, and we were so proud of her.
While all of this was transpiring she came and sat beside me, her Lolo, and asked how I was feeling? The medals she had won were of little importance to her, as she was more concerned about me. Its times like that when you know that you’ve made the right decision about living here, and nothing could change your mind about it. For I am truly blessed!
The next day I’m feeling better, then Cecil and my daughter Ymir take my car to go to town, they are planning on going to the Boardwalk on Subic Freeport to beach walk. On the way they picked up my granddaughter Colleen and her cousin Bebe, plus Shay-shay and then brought them up to the house later to spend time with me and go on a long walk with Coco the Flying Labrador.
So the next time I hear or read about someone denigrating life in the Philippines, I will no longer use humor to shut them down, I’ll going to jump down their windpipe with both feet, and recommend they leave this place that we call home.
I promise that next week I’ll return to humor, but this time I wanted to explain what it is really like to live in the Philippines from a Kano’s point of view. Come on in, the water is fine!