From Ayala -Alabang short story of Love

Roy and Lourdes

They started to meet at the place in what we called'Phase II.A new build community for us when my sisters family transfer to the their own new single unit home.Infront of the house,is the main road direct to Alabang Town Mall,church and the exit way to Alabang-Zapote road. At the back,a nearby community center,park's playground.As a students in Manila this time,it makes us different lifestyle for our daily routine ever since were stayed with our sister together her two young kids.Elsa our younger sister used to take care these two kids before she's going to her career.And Roy is in charge of preparing our foods everyday.And I used to assist all the necessary needs to do.But Everynight,we have a chance to visit the center to meet new friends in a group,storytelling and taking snacks or drinks as our habit und ntil one by one sleepy and going home.And every week end,the place is habitual for those residents as social place and group activities area.They meet here occasionaly for the first time as a part of the group.And I never heard about a close relationship bet. the two.When I graduate and completed my course and work in Tanay,Rizal and form a family of my own and return back in Peñaranda.They used to visit us and I notice about their status.They told to my parents about the plan to married.

For my Fathers Memories and Recognition

Today,a fathers day celebration makes me to remember about my father-Mateo Legaspi Mabalay of Peñaranda,Nueva Ecija-who was born also in this place on Oct.11,1910.She completed the grade 7 school in our town.And he got married with my mother,Filomena Leodones from Sinasajan,a nearby barrio from the town proper.I was the 8th children in our family and he always telling me the history of our town,all our relitives and even about his career in the municipal government of Peñaranda-and it was started in the late 30's as mun.tax collector of our town until the time before i was born on Oct.30,1956.When I was small,he work as a keeper of the gas station own by his Godfather-The Bautista family,a wealthy a well known by our folks until today.Until midnight,the site is my favorite place to hide and to play with my friends.I remember,when i was a teen ager and studied at the municipal high school in our town.My father is unemployed and my mother used to stayed in San Jose city with my Aunt,my grandmother,and my uncle for a selling of heart leaves -another kind of habitual chewing gum by the old ages people from the past.At home every night,were only two sleeping in our bedroom and before we've get to sleep:a more than hours story telling about everything while listening to his favorite radio program by 2AA Battery transistor.All about the life of his sisters,brother and his fathers character when he was a kid.The Life of the people of Peñ.. during world II.One story i recall,about his job in the Munipality,..he can travel always to Papaya,a nearby town mun..,in Cabanatuan to remit records of monthly income of our town.I learn through him all the very important people of our place and about the politics system of our country this time.I ask to him why he loss his job in the municipality(?)and he has no retirement or separation pay(?).He said,..A big amount of money was loss,during their one day inventory,..His superior has an authority to do so,.and he was implicated only as part of it..and this is the Truth according to my father..So many years have gone until ,this memories is my messages and I can't forget until now,..I thought,there is no due process for by the law regarding my fathers case..and he is true to what he told that my father is honorable.My great honor to understand his experience from the past.