I was a small town girl and had a few memories of the
grandiose light displays of a city particularly on Christmases. It was a
turnabout when I get to pursue college in a suburban and escaping to the city
was a fifteen-minute away ride. Having been gone to a classmate’s place for a
fix of group homework late past seven in the evening, I caught SM-Baguio
lighted in its Christmas theme. Said my friend if we could drop by to check for
the holiday’s on-sale. To her courtesy, I somehow had treats of shakes up to
the shivering and all those goose-bumps. To melt away our chilling, my friend
and I trodded up and down the stairs. The number of people threading in and out
for the season covered our monotonous twosome trip for over an hour. I could
have paid for her next season’s shakes should she took a longer year degree
course. Malling is not at all that emptying your wallets out. On Christmas
breaks with extra bills from our parents, I bring my siblings and get our legs
walking aimlessly around the mall. When our eyes tire out on the displays from
store to store, we have ourselves ice cream at the veranda. SM-Baguio has that
veranda as our favorite nook where we squat, giggle and sometimes roll our
laughters. There we flash our cameras until we get our perfect poses.
21May. World Day for Cultural Diversity. (Christ), in whom the whole building being fitted together,grows into a holy temple in the L-rd (Ephesians2:21) In the next coming years, I cannot imagine my daughter, a half-blooded Igorot whose father speaks Tagalog, mother who speaks Kankana-ey and Ilocano and schoolmates who speak Kapampangan or teachers speak English, how her liner would be. Further imagination brings me to hearing her say, "Adiak like idiay kung nasaan sina Lolo tan awan unay tao."
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