My Nature expedition: BICOL – THE PLACE WHERE I WAS BORN, THE PLACE WHERE I STARTED MY JOURNEY

The year 1981, November was the month I was born. Born to a place I call ‘paradise’. The place I started my life’s journey.

For long years, until now I can say that only and few changed and I wish that development in terms of infrastructure and development will never hit this place where I was born. I want this place be the sanctuary of nature’s real landscape, nature’s real beauty and the haven of undisturbed flora and fauna.

Below is the hill in front of our house, where I usually play during afternoon. The big mango tree was gone and was washed out by the typhoon but still the beauty remains.

This is (below) the place where we pasture our cow and water buffalo and as I remember, let me include my three pet goats.

As I remember, while we pasture our livestock here, we usually play slides using coconut leaves in this mini slope. It feels like am free when I slide down the slope. It really feels great.

Of course we are kids that time and there are plenty of times that my parents will get angry to us because we left our livestock not feeding on the grass but in the farm located just next to this pasture land. And this is the place I usually hide, on top of the hill.

Or sometimes play in the creek just few meters away from the back of our yard.

After all those gone so fast years, I went back to the place where I was born and see what I’ve got. A place that is so solemn that makes you relaxed under Mother Earth’s shade.