library « Manilenya

Photo taken with blackberry

When I said that I am getting used to commute now, it is not as if I’m doing a round of the city most of my time, I have been out lately, and that’s why.

Although I still wished to live in an interesting community, with lots of character, as some people say, where I can only walk to a cafe and some small shops in every corner, a book store or a library maybe, things are just fine even I have to take a bus to get there, or walk… somehow.

Right now (as of writing this) I was minding four kids plus Anthony’s three year old nephew. Five all of them.

It is so nice of my beau’s sister to leave the kids to me on their nap time, but I don’t care if they are all up. That’s what I am good at, playing with little angels.

Since they are all napping, I feel that I have all the time for myself and I now having the lust for writing, just simply writing.

It was very un-ME that I was looking for a paper to write on. Sometimes I have a book and I have nothing to say…or write. It was freeing though, a very warm feeling that I am writing right now. How I wish that I am doing it right now on a notebook and writing myself with a pen. Oh, how I love to do that.

And my camera, it was silly of me to leave my memory card. Now I can’t take any photos for today.

(Key-in on my blackberry at 1 PM at Kelly’s couch while watching House Hunter – one of my favorite at HGTV -right after tucking Kennedy back to her little mattress. Poor little girl, she might just had a bad dream. She woke up and cried but now sleeping like an angel again.)

I was in my fifth grade when I first appreciate the comeliness of my school library. I started spending my afternoon there instead of my usual play on the raucous narrow street in my community. I don’t care if I miss the grouchy voice of the old lady who lives beside our home and loves to yell on us, due to the loud voices of my playmates (okay, including mine). I don’t mind them at all because I found a serene place where SILENCE becomes music to my ears.

I became familiar with the three school librarian; the arts teacher who I found out later, also a resident of my neighborhood, his office was located upstairs. inside the library and some male students (including my cousin) who actively participate in arts club.

Going over the mass of canvas, posters and streamers hanging around the arts club, and of course pictures of the previous leaders of my beloved country and historical places, I must say that our library was the very first museum I’ve been too.

But silly me, I don’t recall myself reading inside my then favorite hang-out. However, I do remember me browsing books from Filipiniana Section, I leaf through the pages of history and social studies books and wasn’t aware that eight years from that time, I am going to be socially aware and be active in the real sociology sense of the word.