Another Birthday, Another year older
In a few minutes I will be celebrating another birthday. I am thankful for that. Bring them on, Lord.
Anyway, as I near my birthday, as if by synchronicity, I found this little photo, the only one of me when I was still a baby.
It was taken by my father when we were living in Marag, Luna, Kalinga-Apayao. It is special to me because, he developed the film as well. This is rather stupendous in my perspective because during that time, Marag was so remote, a place where there was no electricity, therefore no gas or electric appliances to speak of.
I was too young to remember this picture being taken 🙂 but I did remember our little sari-sari store.
I also fondly remember that we used to sell biscuits called dapan (Ilocano language term for the sole of the foot). Well, the biscuits are made to look like a foot or the size of a foot.
When I was about 5 years old, I remember contemplating how I was going to eat the gargantuan and rather hard dough Dapan all to myself. But fast forward 10 years later, dapan was tiny, the size of a 7 years old child’s foot. I would need to eat at least a couple to have a filling snack. I supposed perspective changes as one grow older!