There's nothing sweeter than the memory of a wonderful childhood. It's like a gift that you'll keep on wrapping and unwrapping time and time again. I grew up in an island in the southern part of the Philippines, a nice little municipality named Dapitan . The place is paradise to me for it's where I was born and raised. I can confidently say, that it used to be my playground, and it still is, and will remain to be. Being a little kid in the 80s was sweet, for way back then life was much simpler. The air we breathe was fresher and cleaner and purer, and there was just so much beauty in the innocence of life without the hard-wired gadgets that the present generation offers. I remembered then that I never had a single toy. My parents never bought a toy for me or my siblings. But in the neighborhood, no one did, and no one had. It was a privilege that we all shared in the neighborhood and I call it as such because having nothing inspired us to be creative and resourceful ev...
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