A year, 3 months and 5 days later.... Here I am starting this segment.... When I was maybe 2yrs old, how do I know I was two because we were still in Urduja in Caloocan City... I think... There was this garage that was converted to a small sari sari (variety/grocery store) store called Jolex ( maybe because that was the family's last name so it was called Jolex). We would go there in the afternoon after my dad get from work from Meralco and we would buy Ma'nolia ice cream ( magnolia ice cream). And since I was a very impatient child I would ran to the store and leave my dad and my yaya (nanny who also have a history with me) behind, and every time I recall this incident I would see myself rolling from top to bottom and end up in a dirty muddy gutter because the owners dog was waiting on top of the garage variety store. And I would never learn, because the next day I would do the same thing. I also remember that our house in Urduja have this pink ugly color folding doors that I try so hard to break while playing with it (mind you I was only two) hoping that my mom and dad would get a new door. The floor was shiny and smooth since the housekeeper would use Johnson wax and the coconut husk to polish the floor and I would ran across it till I hurt myself.... Cry myself out and then off to Jolex for an ice cream and everything is OK again in my little world! Till next time!