rainy season again;
No one's interested but I just wanna reminisce some good old memory.
a thread

I am a proud probinsyana and my backyard is not ur typical backyard cos it's a farm-in my case

Then some rich family beside us, decided to fence his land with huge walls(which I dont want to argue about,since it's their's).

The fences are all concrete which means that it's goin to block the drainage of the farm.And the farm would be filled up with water everytime it rains.

It includes our house sadly:(
And ironically,looking back at how crazy my parents would react when the water's gonna enter the room, I enjoyed every moment of it.

Then here's the gist of this thread.
I love the rain because it makes me remember how my father would secure us first during flooding.

He was so sweet, carrying us one by one on his back(I have 3 sibs) and then gather us all with mama in a small tent house he made for temporary evacuation.

He would lit up the candles and then share his funny antics and oh great high school life.

Mama would also share her's. Then papa would sneak out of the tent wearing his boots to go buy some chichirya at the nearest store.

ff:My papa left us all.
No one knew it would happen especially in these trying times.