Batan Aklan Pride of Napti

MEMORIES OF MY BARKADA'S
by Grexyl Bray Francisco Peñano on Saturday, May 28, 2011 at 4:05pm
I have been back from BATAN just under 1 week now, and its been a kind of deathly silence return, what do I mean, well getting home last Sunday taught me just how much, I have the Aklanon way of life in my veins, its kind of like you arrive and have an injection, that puts the Aklanon's DNA into your system.

Once the DNA is in your system, you start to think as an Aklanon, act like an Aklanon, eat like an Aklanon, and talk like an Aklanon.

Just look at my English, I tend to slow down, emphasize certain points, and have this yo yo stretching words, such as take the word attentive, you roll it like this...atennnnntive !

Yes the DNA is coming up to the surface of my veins and complaining, or is that "reklamo it reklamo", the fact is:

miss ko wun ang barkada !

Coming back to Iloilo is bad enough, don't get me wrong guys for those reading this, I know Iloilo is where I make my living, but making a living is not always enough, you have to have some kind of life too, and life is always what you make it, but I cannot help feeling that my barkada, or social group is where my heart is.

Its fun to be there, and fun is important when you need to relax, they are always laughing and cracking jokes, thats another thing I find, BATANANGNON's seem to love to make fun of people, and even themselves, they make fun of their lot in life, how hard life is, and at least they can poke fun at their elected representatives, or some other city official who promised this and that, even the roads they are supposed to be building, they would laugh and point out its not finished.

I must confess I miss my barkada, I left them all behind, I am sure they are always meeting up, but I am not there, what is it about barkada's that gives you a sense of belonging, they are always in large groups, I used to criticise them saying that they can't seem to go anywhere, without holding each others hand, but then it took me a long time to realize, that its nothing to do with that.

I know what they mean, no Jeepneys, no pedicabs, no tri-cyles and even more so, no noise, (akon dang life) no one's selling anything, and no one calling for a chat.

Thank God for sites such as Facebook, Tweeter, and Skype, or one could really find themselves isolated, I am so happy to be part of a group, but I miss my group,, thankfully I have some freinds I am meeting today, but this week has been a quiet week, my only company is sky news in the morning, and t.v. in the evenings, but nothing can prepare me for:

How was the journey home back to your house ? what went through your mind ?

Did you leave a girl behind for the first time ?

Was that your first visit ?




Are you a seasoned traveller, and still get the same feeling ?

For others, its not much fun, having to leave the girl you love behind after a great time, my experiences tell me, these things pass in time, but my experiences tell me also, that nothing is like Iloilo life, in terms of isolation, life is what you make it I tell myself, but somehow, I don't think I will ever get used to:

Being seperated from my Barkada, but its only a week and 2 days to go, and finally my girl will be back, and that's all I need for the moment..

I ♥ YOU GUYS SA UULITIN NMAN AH.. :)

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