A glance at the past

They say writers are more often than not motivated to write when they are sad. Perhaps this is true. I was able to come up with this blog out of sadness. I am keenly aware that it's a negative emotion but who cares - it gives me the drive to write. So here I go.

You are probably wondering why I am blogging about Bacacay. You might say there are so many stuff to write about, but why Bacacay? Here’s the full story .


I was born and raised in Bacacay. As a child, I had a joyous life in this humble place. It is where I experienced the many “FIRSTs” in life. I have spent almost 25 years in Bacacay with my big and happy family from whom I learned positive values that (I swear) one should acquire. My first playmates were my elder siblings. We used to play ‘tagu-taguan (hide and seek), darakupan, salgo, tumbang lata, ralabtikan, magdakop ki diwit (dragonfly catching) and things that the children of today no longer do because of the advent of computer games. I am into computer games now, but I must admit the games I used to play then were more liberating and enjoying.

I also acquired many first lessons in life in Bacacay with my parents as my teachers. I learned my first speech lesson when my mouth was able to speak “Mama’ for the first time. I learned my first Math lesson when my mom taught me how to count the fingers on my hand. I learned my first economic lesson when my father told me not to leave my food unfinished because he said many do not have anything on their table. I learned my first swimming lesson when my cousin taught me to hold my breath under the water. I learned how to fly kites when my elder brother made me one out of an old newspaper.

These many firsts in life have greatly shaped me into what I am now. My family and the place where I have spent most of my lifetime are of great influence in my being that they have left a deep mark in my heart.

It is just so sad however that I had to leave Bacacay and be away from my loved ones because of my work. Now, I am in the busy city of Manila working as a web content writer. Being detached from home is never easy. Now I understand the sacrifices and miseries of those working outside the country. Like me, they must be missing their home, too.

I know there are many Bacacayanos around the world and I sincerely dedicate this blog to them. With this blog, I hope to be able to make them feel they are home again. I want to make them smile and experience Bacacay once more because after all, THERE’s NO PLACE LIKE HOME.

Hence, to all my readers, join me as I embrace my home again. Feel free to visit my blog and help me share it to others who are missing their humble home, too – Bacacay.