1)I can vividly remember how my friends and I, used to trek these mountains in search for fruit bearing trees during summer.
2) How we would climb trees after trees with a jug full of water to quench our thirst.
3) How we would run as fast as we could as soon as we saw a tree full of ripe fruits.
4) How we would trek to a destination we weren’t really sure of, yet still follow our guts. Come to think of it, it was kind of amazing how we never really got lost along our way, or if we ever did, we always find a way back to where we started.
5)Back then, province life was so simple yet so memorable.
Reminiscing my younger years brings smile to my lips and a sparkle in my eyes. Those were the moments when we never knew about life’s harshness or how reality’s a bitch. We were kids back then, we were young, wild, and carefree. Ow well still am, but difference is that I am aware of the reality. Province life, laid back living, whatever you call it, I will always be very proud of my roots, where I came from, and the memories I made during those childhood years.