the kitchen was my playground. the market was my theme park. and of course, in the dining room, im the small cute host.
According to my mom, i will memorize songs recorded on cassette tapes and will sing them infront of our customers. I will get my pen and paper and show off my ability to write my name. and i am their little mathematician. my mom would ask me to calculate the total bill for a particular customer and will do the math mentally.
this was my life during childhood.
i will go to school (alone, no alalay from grade 1) asking policemen to help me cross the streets. at lunch time, i will go home for lunch and do my homework. when i was already a 3rd grader, after all the assignments, i will do the marketing for the canteem. My mom will do the market list, hand me the money and off i go!
my first stop is the supermarket. I will buy one or two large boxes of groceries and leave them at the baggage counter. my next stop is the wet market. buy the fish, give the orders for the meat and poultry, then buy the vegetables. when im done buying all those things in my market list, i will call a "kargador" and instruct him to get all my things. then i will go home and wait for my stuff. then i will do the cutting of the vegetables to prepare them for tomorrow's cooking. :)
end of my day.
a lot of kids during those age are playing on the streets with other children after class. in my case, i still have to do marketing, make and sell some ice candy and even buy school supplies and candies to sell them to my classmates. I never thought of being robbed of my childhood play time. for me, selling and marketing is play time. i enjoyed doing it and loved every moment of it.
as a reward, i get a higher school allowance. when my classmates have 10 pesos for their baon, i have 55 pesos, enough for two piece chicken joy from jollibee! :)
yummy life! :)(ooops. a customer arrived. bye blog!)
