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My Childhood: A Short Story

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We cried for help the moment we heard his voice. It was then that I carried my little sister, crying for she just pooped in her underwear and I had no idea how to open our door. He went backdoor and saw that our new helpers were busy watching television and not doing their work. The husband of my Yaya got so angry with them. When he got inside our house, he was so shocked when he went near us. It was then that my little sister’s smell already got stinky. After that incident, my mama made sure to find house helpers that are trustworthy. Part of my childhood days was when I get to play outdoors. My usual playmates were my younger cousins since we live in a compound. We only get to play “bahay-bahayan”, “tumbang preso”, and “tago-tagoan” since they were the only games I knew back then. Besides these games, I was fond of Barbie dolls when I was a child. I remember putting on shampoo on the doll’s when I was a kid. Being the older one to my sister cousins, I’ve become influential that even my male cousins played Barbie dolls with me. I did not only spend my childhood in our compound. I also spent in the neighborhood where my Papa grew up. It usually took place on weekends. Whenever Saturdays would come, we …show more content…

During her burial, I asked for her guidance since I was at the same time joining quiz bee that time. It was then that I saw a black butterfly on the day of the quiz bee, I knew it was my Nanay and she is still with us in spirit. Unlike my closeness to my Nanay, my Lola and I happen to be the opposite. Of all the “apos”, I am the only one who is so distant to my Lola due to the reason that we often debate on random things and maybe because I spent most of my “growing up” years with my parents and house helper. We only get to be in good terms whenever she needs help in getting her pension and whenever she asks me to search for the results of the “swertres” Lotto of which she happened to be a

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