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our part of Guintarcan where family and relatives resided was called, Li-og Li-og 1 a very large boulder at area’s end resembled a disembodied head lending the name, “small neck” 1 before the war a peaceful private paradise miles from town beautiful birds coconut trees all sorts of seaside foliage young married women walked barefoot and ******* wearing only a sarong wound at the waist they carried round, flat baskets atop their heads full of food and other things early morning, noon or just before dusk men would be out fishing with nets sometimes signaling each other by blowing into conch shells Father would come home with large conch baby conch called bucawil scallops and oysters in their season he kept a jar of large black pearls and small white ones harvest time gathered us all together Father would go fishing to bring home a good catch Mother, aunts and Grandmother would prepare the treats sweet potato, cassava and other goodies men would bring chicken and pigs to roast and plenty of tuba to drink they would build a big bonfire by the shore to light up the festivities women would roast newly harvested palay 2 men would take turns pounding it in a large mortar and pestal starting slow then faster and faster till they had to rest and let someone else take over onlookers cheered them hooting and clapping it would get so noisy as the children watched in awe after the pounding the women took over shaking and shaking palay in flat oval baskets tossing husks to wind with movements like artwork what remained was placed in earthenware bowls for all to enjoy this delicious 'pilipig' singing and dancing into night revelers went home drunk and happy supporting each other as they staggered waving goodbye to host and hostess with a heartfelt and hardy “Salamat!” 2 - rice with husks
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Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC
OUR PARADISE (tales of my mamasita cont.)
our part of Guintarcan where family and relatives resided was called, Li-og Li-og 1 a very large boulder at area’s end resembled a disembodied head lending the name, “small neck” 1 before the war a peaceful private paradise miles from town beautiful birds coconut trees all sorts of seaside foliage young married women walked barefoot and ******* wearing only a sarong wound at the waist they carried round, flat baskets atop their heads full of food and other things early morning, noon or just before dusk men would be out fishing with nets sometimes signaling each other by blowing into conch shells Father would come home with large conch baby conch called bucawil scallops and oysters in their season he kept a jar of large black pearls and small white ones harvest time gathered us all together Father would go fishing to bring home a good catch Mother, aunts and Grandmother would prepare the treats sweet potato, cassava and other goodies men would bring chicken and pigs to roast and plenty of tuba to drink they would build a big bonfire by the shore to light up the festivities women would roast newly harvested palay 2 men would take turns pounding it in a large mortar and pestal starting slow then faster and faster till they had to rest and let someone else take over onlookers cheered them hooting and clapping it would get so noisy as the children watched in awe after the pounding the women took over shaking and shaking palay in flat oval baskets tossing husks to wind with movements like artwork what remained was placed in earthenware bowls for all to enjoy this delicious 'pilipig' singing and dancing into night revelers went home drunk and happy supporting each other as they staggered waving goodbye to host and hostess with a heartfelt and hardy “Salamat!” 2 - rice with husks
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Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC
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