"You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go..." - Dr. Seuss, Oh! The Places You'll Go!



bankang papel

it has always fascinated me when people recall long buried memories due to far off-triggers: unrelated events or things, that is. it's like remembering eating butterball after a game of monopoly with your cousins while watching a horror movie. far out? i know. but it happens.

case in point: i had one today.

i was reading the newspaper on the win of rafael nadal in the monte carlo tennis masters when suddenly i find myself remembering a tune from way back when. initially, i couldn't pinpoint the exact name of the song when it dawned on me that it was 'bangkang papel' from the defunct filipino kiddie show called 'batibot'!

suddenly, a floodgate opened. memories started pouring out: i remembered the show having the making of palitaw to the crystal ball of manang bola to kuya bodjie telling stories under the big tree in the middle of the rotonda to the making of the bangkang papel and having it float on a sidestreet canal to kiko matsing and pong pagong showing up in school when i was in grade 1 and how i was so excited to see them then (i think i'll still be excited now if i see those mascots!).

i then recalled how childhood has been so amazing. now, those were good memories.

*****

a few years back, jon noted how nostalgia implies homelessness. this is partly true due to the fact that we allow ourselves to live in the past and not the present and ask the question 'where am i (going)?' (and as such a sense of homelessness). but then again, i believe that the past also recounts how magificent life has been, and to remember it gives hope that things in the present may equal that or may even be better.

the list of good things that happened in the past can go on and on and on and i think i will do the same 10 years, 20 years, from now, heck, even the day i die. any part of life (for that matter) indeed oozes with the good stuff.

posted by lex @ 9:25 PM,

1 Comments:

At 2:19 PM, Blogger lex said...

hmmm... lemme see. he's one of the amazing teacher's i had in college. problem was, he taught too much kierkegaard (definitely agree that he read too much of that). if we got into it a week more, i would have gone into a depression. hahaha!

already edited and given credit, jon!

 

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