It's been a short time when i was a child, i remember the days that
I playing in the front of the house of my tita handlng a small garbage can.
because i pick a toy in the garbage at that time i didn't know what is wrong
during my child age.
I born in the place of Pangasinan, the place who came my father and my grandmother,
my father was a former driver of jeepney. and my mother she is domestic helper
in singapore.
at my age 5 years old my mother decided to go in singapore because of
financial problem in the family. i have three brother and no sister, im the second to the last son. after my mother go to singapore she said that im going to came
in tarlac in place of my mothers family. i studying in primary school in tarlac
im in grade 1 at that time, together with my grandmother she take care of me
I treat him as my real mother. my three brothers was stay living in pangasinan
together with my father. sometimes i feel sadness during that time because im not experience the loving and caring of real parents. but sometimes im just wondering that all of doing of my mother is giving me a beautiful future.
