It Was Normal

Being a kid in Cawayanon was normal. It was normal that Kindergarten Commencement was held on a picnic blanket with tea party props under an acacia tree in the school yard with our parents around us looking on and we sang and danced The Little Teapot: “I’m a little teapot, short and stout. Here isContinue reading “It Was Normal”

A Sheltered Life

Growing up in Cawayanon was different. There were only a few families, about 30 in all. We went to a different school and played with just a few kids. Many of them were American, hence our spoken language was English. Sometimes, we would be introduced to some teachers from OLLES (Mr. Vismanos, the Scouting Teacher;Continue reading “A Sheltered Life”

A Day at Home

It has been 25 years since my dad retired from Del Monte and we moved out of Cawayanon.  My brother, Joey, wanted to have his kids, Frankie, Kitkat and Kobe, along with friends, experience how we had lived — even for just a couple of days. In the morning, we went fishing! The Cawayanon lakeContinue reading “A Day at Home”