Monday, May 11, 2009

My Childhood (cont.)

June of 2004, we transferred to Pasig. We lived in a worse environment. Our house is built from scrap metals and wood and under the house is stagnant water. Just imagine what kind of house that is! To add to the negative image, it's situated on an area where people are untidy (worse than the place where I grew up.)

Slowly, thing got better, people got more "civilized" and the spirit of neighborhood started to rise. Now, things are getting better and better and I started to see the good in this place.

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