“You’re gonna be busy soon, huh?” said Cali when we started packing our stuff.
“Why is that?”
“Well, it’s almost Valentine’s day and I bet people will gather around you to listen to your advice.”
The idea of Valentine’s day drawing near made my already tired brain collapsed. The most important event among students will be next week.
“You should really collect some fee from them, y’know?” interrupted Rigo. My brothers entered the classroom and sat on one of the vacant chairs.
“Hurry packing up, Lin Lin. I need to catch a new show today,” said Jiro. He shoved down my pencil case to my bag and helped me put on my backpack.
We always went home together, unless the twins made a mistake that day and needed to stay late for their punishment.
My brothers walked down the corridors sneakily, always looking over their shoulders, and got startled easily with the slightest touch.
“AAAH!” Jiro yelped when I touched his shoulder.
“You two…” I started talking in an accusing tone. “Who’s the teacher you’re running away from?”
I know my brothers too well not to know that they’ve done something wrong again today. Plus, they usually act like this when they’re running away from someone.
“We’re not!” Rigo denied. He looked over his shoulder to see if there’s someone who heard him.
Cali was also at my side eating her favorite fish chips. She’s already used to seeing this, as well.
My brothers didn’t let their guard down until we reached the school gate. When they passed the final hurdle, they high-fived each other and sighed.
“I knew I’d catch you if I wait here, you little poltergeists!” Said a deep voice beside us.
Jiro and Rigo slowly turned their heads towards that direction. “Hello, Teacher Melvin.” Their voices slightly faltering.
“We’re just seeing off our sister. We’re about to head back after,” lied Rigo. He gave me his and Jiro’s bags. “We asked her to take our bags with her. That’s why we brought it.”
“Really…” Their teacher walked slowly towards them, but every step he took felt so heavy, and I saw my brothers trembled every time he got closer.
“Good luck, brothers!” I said cheerfully. Cali who was still eating her fish chips just waved her hand.
On our way home, Cali and I stopped at a small store where we usually had snacks. It’s like a humbled-down convenience store. I bought two sandwiches and a fruit juice.
“Here.” I gave a sandwich and juice to Cali. Sometimes I bought her food if I noticed that she was not given an allowance that day.
“It’s fine. I already have a snack,” she said, showing me the fish chips she was eating.
“Hey, stop eating that. At least have a proper snack, you always eat those fish chips.” I was already starting to worry for her health. I understood that it was a cheaper alternative but sometimes she even ate fish chips during mealtime.
“You feel bad for me, Lin Lin?” She reached for the sandwich and juice on the table. She tilted her head downwards and took a bite of the sandwich. “That you know… We’re poor.”
“I genuinely care for your wellbeing. But I would be lying if I’d say your situation didn’t cross my mind.” As much as I don’t want her to feel bad, I still don’t like lying to people who are close to me. I guess I made the right answer. I thought she would get angry and say ‘I don’t need your pity’ like the novels I’ve read.
“Thanks!” She said. Cali sipped the juice I’ve given her. “If we get older, I’ll buy lots of food and things that you’ll like.”
“That’s what I’m going to say. Nothing comes for free. Plus, you might have a higher chance of finding a good job than me. You’re really good at school,” I said.
I slept feeling relieved that Cali didn’t take my help the wrong way. A lot of people do, and sometimes, I get it. But I usually don’t.
“Better sleep early. I have a ton of clients waiting for me tomorrow.” I murmured. “Curse you, Valentine’s…”
My day started chaotic. The moment I stepped in our classroom, my desk drowned with students waiting for me— some were my friends and some were people I had never seen before.
“The more my feelings grow, the more I wanna bother her. Why won’t she like me?” said the guy with a frivolous hairstyle. He said it in a poetic way with his hand clenched to his chest as if suffering from a heartbreak. “She’s the only person I annoy. How come she wouldn’t appreciate my effort?”
I wanted to tell him that he already said the reason. But one should always ask important questions, “I’m sorry to interrupt when you’re having a moment, but who are you?”
“Huh? Aren’t you the love expert of grade five? Who I am isn’t important.” He answered, and continued to blabber about his crush again until the bell rang for the first period.
This was the time that I felt glad to hear the first period bell.
I hated lunchtime and recess when Valentine’s day is around the corner, it might look joyous with lots of people in the classroom but when you’re the center of attention, it becomes exhausting.
“Should I give her chocolates or donuts?”
“Isn’t it too soon to ask her on a date?”
“I’m so nervous to give him my homemade cupcakes.”
“Maybe you can third-wheel so that I won’t feel as nervous.”
“Any tips on how to woo a girl?”
That was their usual problems. Just like that, I bid goodbye to my precious lunchtime. I didn’t even got a chance to eat.
Psst…
I looked around and saw Cali signaling me to come closer. I moved my chair towards her, “Yeah?”
“Eat this fast, before our teacher comes.” She gave me something wrapped in a banana peel. “I prepared that this morning.”
I unwrapped the peel hastily. It has a piece of fried chicken and rice. “Isn’t it for you?” I felt guilty taking food from her, I planned on declining her offer but it would have sounded so wrong. Aside from that, if I were in her shoes, I don’t want to be on the receiving end all the time.
“Thanks, Cal! You’re the best.” I winked at her and returned to my seat.
It was the last day of class before our summer vacation starts. The cicadas echoing, breeze feeling hotter, and the sun burning everyone that meets it.We passed by the Balete tree. It protected everything beneath, a haven from the scorching sun. Now that I think of it, this side of the mountain is windy, plus the ancient Balete as a shelter, it would be a great place to relax during summertime.But my daydreaming was cut off when a kid threw a trash behind the tree.Well, except for a fact that it’s a dumping place.We’re taking our final exam today and after that, we’re free!Since I learned how to read, I’ve always anticipated summer vacations and holidays. It allowed me to spend ungodly amount hours reading.“Lin! Your brothers are here again,” said Annalyn during our break. The twins entered the classroom weakly.Girls in my class looked forward for lunchtime and break time since my twin
It was a busy day in our village. People bustling all over the place preparing for the exciting celebration that will happen later this day.“Aah! Lucio! We need to gather more woods,” I heard someone yelling from a distance. Adults were preoccupied with gathering materials and fighting with each other on how they need more stuff, and kids (like me) were busy playing.As for me, I didn’t have many friends. I wouldn’t even call it few, just one.“Guuuuuuus!!!” I heard someone call my name, though I don’t need to see who it was. “There you are. Where you headed to?” Paco asked.He’s a short kid with a muscular body, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. His hair was tied into a half-knot. Most of the people here have long hairs but I took the time every now and then to cut mine.“I’m going to see gramps,” I answered.“Again? But we should be enjoying this da
After that festive night, most of the villagers woke up late, well not me. I needed to go somewhere and with half of the village still asleep, I can avoid half of the prying eyes.The air was still cold and the sun hasn’t fully risen yet, I grabbed my poncho to keep me warm. Toptoeing as I exited the room. I don’t want to wake anyone in this household.“Come, boy,” I said quietly. Monmon, our black puppy stood up and licked my face all over.“Shhhh… Let’s go.”Just as I thought that I would be safe outside our house, Aunt Luna— our neighbor was outside, tending her garden.“Good hunting day!” said our neighbor. She looked quite intimidating. People might confuse her for a guy if not for the huge lump of fat in her chest.“Y-yeah… Good hunting day, too.”“Where you headed so early in the morning?” she combed her finger through her hair and
“How’s that possible?” Gramps asked when I told him where I found the girl. I also said to him about my hunch that she might have fallen from the cliff.“Well, the soft thing protected her,” answered Paco.“Oh, the mattress? Oy child, when you fall from that height no mattress could save ya.” Then he fell silent— scratching his chin, disturbing his now growing beard. “Did anyone knew about tis?”“I don’t know. But I’m the only—”“We’re,” Paco corrected, he predicted what I’m about to say.“We’re the only one who dares to go back to the cursed site. No one could have seen her before us.” I held the girl’s wrist to check her pulse. I’ve been holding her since we got here. I was so afraid that someone would die in front of me.“Well, let’s clean her up and tend her wounds first
5 days has passed and the girl was still unconscious. The first night she stayed with us, she had a high fever, and mother had to stay by her side. We still kept the outsider as a secret. We don’t want the Elders to take a whiff of the news. When father and I brought her here to our house, we took the long way just to avoid the prying eyes of our neighbors. “Poor soul. Her family must be worried sick,” my mother said. She was now wiping her face. The bruises on the little girl’s pale skin has now subsided. She has a small face, straight hair, thin brows, and straight eyelashes. Her appearance was nothing amazing or bad. But her lips were plump and looked like she rubbed some beets on it. Once, I scrubbed her lips with some cloth to check if there was really nothing place on it. Her nose was on the petite side, but it complements her face well. The girl winced when mother hit a wound. Rowena— who was beside mother, patted the girl’s head. “Ther
I woke up with a terrible headache. My vision was a bit blurry and it took me a few seconds before I could clearly see my surroundings.When I checked the place, it was unfamiliar to me. And the vibe of the house was quite peculiar.The house was made of wood just like its furniture, it looked like whoever lives here only kept the necessities; there was no décor, paint, or any form of art that we usually find in houses even in tiniest amount.Could the person who lives here a minimalist?Now, I noticed that it also lacks any kind of technology; there were no outlets, TV or even lights.Ah… A minimalist and an off-grid living, huh?Voices can be heard outside the house which eases my mind a little bit. I tried to recollect what happened before I arrived in this predicament. But all I could remember was the Balete tree.I stood up and felt my whole body ache. When I checked my arms, lashes and bruises were embedded on my s
I was beyond elated when I heard that there’s another person who got to this very unlikely situation.“Can I meet that person?” I asked.He nodded. “Maybe if you recovered more—”“I’m perfectly fine right now.”He was about to say something but didn’t continue. He just sighed and nodded.I scanned his face to study it a bit more. Gus has long lashes, thick and well-defined brows, and a high nose bridge. Everything about him was beautiful — his face, hair, and gleaming tanned skin.“You’re really pretty. Do you have some kind of a skincare routine?”He glared at me but didn’t say anything.“What? Did I do something to offend you? Perhaps your routine is a secret?” I asked, having no idea what I did.“I’m—I’m not pretty! I’m no girl,” he said. It seemed like it took a lot of effort
Never judge a book by its cover. The serenity that was seen outside this hut was just a cover-up on how chaotic it was inside. There were no chairs nor a proper living area inside. Most of the basic furniture needed was missing. The most noticeable one was the flooring— the floor was covered with weeds and grasses. This place was only built with walls just to call it a home. I don’t hate it though, the grass floors fits well with the woody vibe of this place. Most of Gramps’ belongings were scattered all over the place as if things were left where they were last used. If one would accidentally stumble upon this hut, they’d probably think that this place was abandoned. The next thing I noticed were the stacks of books near his bed. It piqued my attention so I moved towards it. What’s more interesting was that as I got closer, more and more books looked familiar. “This is my book.” I held the ‘The Ugly Duckling’ book, its
It was the same morning we usually have in Kahuyan Village. Yet it felt emptier and cold these past few days. Lin was not here now, neither was Gramps. Perhaps, she was now happily going to this so-called school she kept on bragging about.That night, when Lin pleaded to meet with Gramps, they immediately left earlier the very next morning. I was sad yet relieved at the same time because on that very same day, the Elders came knocking on our door. The moment I saw their faces, I already knew what they came for.They searched for Lin’s track. But her existence was like a dust completely blown off by the wind. Two people were not here anymore, yet villagers who never felt their presence carried on with their lives.They were never part here.Some days, I go to Gramps’ hut with Paco using the path we used when Lin was still here. I imagined how she was still behind us, barely keeping up. Gramps would then be on the grassy field outside his house
We spent a good amount of time hiding behind a tree before the Elders left. Gus checked the premises if it was really safe for us to go out.“They’re gone,” he said. But he was still keeping his voice low.I raced towards the river but before I could dip my feet to the shallow waters, Gus stopped me.“Pay respects first before going in,” he said.I finally understood what he meant when I saw Paco bowing before touching the water. I imitated him before dipping my feet to cool it off.“Your Elders must be pretty smart, huh?”“Yes, they are. Old people really know a lot of stuff,” he answered.“How could they know about the calendar and time?”Paco splashes some water on me and said, “Well they’re Elders. Maybe the Beast Spirits taught them or something.”I tapped his shoulders as if consoling him. “Wow, your answer is… I can&rs
“…and then, what do you usually do at school?” Paco asked.It’s been a couple of days when I started hanging out with Gus and Paco. I don’t know if they just kept me company while I’m here or they just don’t have friends in this village. Though I felt like it would be the latter.“We learn things with other kids. For 8-9 hours.”“Hours? What’s that?” Gus and Paco looked at me confusedly.“Oh, sorry I forgot. Basically, you’ll be in school from morning to afternoon.” I said, so that they could understand better.People don’t have a sense of time here. Morning, noon, afternoon, night— just that. Basing their time through the activities of the sun, weather, coldness, or warmness of the air.“What? Why go there? That’s so boring,” Paco complained. But I saw how Gus’ eyes glinted with curiosity and excitement.&ldq
Never judge a book by its cover. The serenity that was seen outside this hut was just a cover-up on how chaotic it was inside. There were no chairs nor a proper living area inside. Most of the basic furniture needed was missing. The most noticeable one was the flooring— the floor was covered with weeds and grasses. This place was only built with walls just to call it a home. I don’t hate it though, the grass floors fits well with the woody vibe of this place. Most of Gramps’ belongings were scattered all over the place as if things were left where they were last used. If one would accidentally stumble upon this hut, they’d probably think that this place was abandoned. The next thing I noticed were the stacks of books near his bed. It piqued my attention so I moved towards it. What’s more interesting was that as I got closer, more and more books looked familiar. “This is my book.” I held the ‘The Ugly Duckling’ book, its
I was beyond elated when I heard that there’s another person who got to this very unlikely situation.“Can I meet that person?” I asked.He nodded. “Maybe if you recovered more—”“I’m perfectly fine right now.”He was about to say something but didn’t continue. He just sighed and nodded.I scanned his face to study it a bit more. Gus has long lashes, thick and well-defined brows, and a high nose bridge. Everything about him was beautiful — his face, hair, and gleaming tanned skin.“You’re really pretty. Do you have some kind of a skincare routine?”He glared at me but didn’t say anything.“What? Did I do something to offend you? Perhaps your routine is a secret?” I asked, having no idea what I did.“I’m—I’m not pretty! I’m no girl,” he said. It seemed like it took a lot of effort
I woke up with a terrible headache. My vision was a bit blurry and it took me a few seconds before I could clearly see my surroundings.When I checked the place, it was unfamiliar to me. And the vibe of the house was quite peculiar.The house was made of wood just like its furniture, it looked like whoever lives here only kept the necessities; there was no décor, paint, or any form of art that we usually find in houses even in tiniest amount.Could the person who lives here a minimalist?Now, I noticed that it also lacks any kind of technology; there were no outlets, TV or even lights.Ah… A minimalist and an off-grid living, huh?Voices can be heard outside the house which eases my mind a little bit. I tried to recollect what happened before I arrived in this predicament. But all I could remember was the Balete tree.I stood up and felt my whole body ache. When I checked my arms, lashes and bruises were embedded on my s
5 days has passed and the girl was still unconscious. The first night she stayed with us, she had a high fever, and mother had to stay by her side. We still kept the outsider as a secret. We don’t want the Elders to take a whiff of the news. When father and I brought her here to our house, we took the long way just to avoid the prying eyes of our neighbors. “Poor soul. Her family must be worried sick,” my mother said. She was now wiping her face. The bruises on the little girl’s pale skin has now subsided. She has a small face, straight hair, thin brows, and straight eyelashes. Her appearance was nothing amazing or bad. But her lips were plump and looked like she rubbed some beets on it. Once, I scrubbed her lips with some cloth to check if there was really nothing place on it. Her nose was on the petite side, but it complements her face well. The girl winced when mother hit a wound. Rowena— who was beside mother, patted the girl’s head. “Ther
“How’s that possible?” Gramps asked when I told him where I found the girl. I also said to him about my hunch that she might have fallen from the cliff.“Well, the soft thing protected her,” answered Paco.“Oh, the mattress? Oy child, when you fall from that height no mattress could save ya.” Then he fell silent— scratching his chin, disturbing his now growing beard. “Did anyone knew about tis?”“I don’t know. But I’m the only—”“We’re,” Paco corrected, he predicted what I’m about to say.“We’re the only one who dares to go back to the cursed site. No one could have seen her before us.” I held the girl’s wrist to check her pulse. I’ve been holding her since we got here. I was so afraid that someone would die in front of me.“Well, let’s clean her up and tend her wounds first
After that festive night, most of the villagers woke up late, well not me. I needed to go somewhere and with half of the village still asleep, I can avoid half of the prying eyes.The air was still cold and the sun hasn’t fully risen yet, I grabbed my poncho to keep me warm. Toptoeing as I exited the room. I don’t want to wake anyone in this household.“Come, boy,” I said quietly. Monmon, our black puppy stood up and licked my face all over.“Shhhh… Let’s go.”Just as I thought that I would be safe outside our house, Aunt Luna— our neighbor was outside, tending her garden.“Good hunting day!” said our neighbor. She looked quite intimidating. People might confuse her for a guy if not for the huge lump of fat in her chest.“Y-yeah… Good hunting day, too.”“Where you headed so early in the morning?” she combed her finger through her hair and