22 years ago………

I was dreaming of a debut party, unfortunately, my Mom can’t give my dream since she’s the only one working in the family ever since Papa passed away when I was 9,  so I celebrated my debut in our classroom taking our midterm exam in college. Went home in the evening so lonely, good thing I have my friend  walking with me on our way home coz if not, I was probably dead because I was almost got hit by a car due to my loneliness (imagine how depressed I am). To ease my sadness this friend treated me some “quek quek’ (quail egg with flour coating) but I said I am not eating such foods. She insisted it so I ate it. That’s the first time I ate it and then became addicted to it. Ofcourse ‘quesk quek’ didn’t ease my sadness that easily, I dunno why I am so sad for the only reason  I can’t celebrate my debut.I was thinking maybe I just pity myself.  Around 10 in the PM when I reached HOME. My Mama, my 2 brothers and my sister was there waiting for me. They greeted me with a smile, showed me the simple banner hanged in our unfinished cement wall. The banner was made of manila paper with some drawings in it created by my brothers. So simple yet it was touching. Then my mom prepared our dinner, it was a steamed rice turned upside down to make it look more like a cake with the  fried ‘galunggong’ (mackarel fish) on top of it, they they began to sing “HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!” and had our wonderful dinner.