The memorable experience I had during my childhood years was my bond
with my sisters on our farm. Our source of income is only farming. I am the only son and the second among the five siblings. After weekdays, my family will stay two days on Saturdays and Sundays on our farm. My parents taught us to help one another so that the work could be easily done. No one can skip working on our farm. The daily routine on our farm is to feed the chicken, plant bananas, and sometimes early in the morning, my older sister used to get ferns and spiders and we sell them in our community. Every Friday, together with my siblings we harvest chili, sell it, and buy our favorite food. We also go to other places to find different fruits such as papaya, rambutan, marang, lanzones, avocado, and many more fruits if seasoned. We always play and sometimes quarrel, and later on reconcile. The life of farming is not easy, though sometimes we can earn just to provide for our needs but the happiness is priceless. The bonding with my siblings is the greatest treasure I kept in my life. Though sometimes we have misunderstandings, our parents teach us to love and help one another. Despite those quarrels we’ve done; our relationship gets stronger. Today, we are now separated because I am now here in Quezon, my older sister works in Davao, next to me is studying in New Bataan, and my two other sisters still are in our house. The reality of life is sometimes pain. But one thing that I can’t forget is the bond with my siblings. Throughout our younger days, we cherish our relationship with one another. Even though now we only talk sometimes, in my heart, they are always present. We have a lot of bonding with my sisters. One thing I can express from those past experiences is the joy that we’ve been together. There are things that we can only just imagine. But those memories I had with my sisters were among the greatest things I experienced. Sometimes I miss those memories, but I always keep in mind that those days were not a waste of time. Because truly I cherished and enjoyed it. No regret at all from those past experiences. Instead, a realization to always be thankful to God because He gave me the siblings that although I’m the only son, I never felt lonely at all. My siblings are not just my sisters but also my best friends. The best friends who are always there to help, defend, and sometimes I depend on. If only given a chance to have another life and allowed to choose my sibling, then I’d choose them. My life is lonely and Guian Frits A. Magadan
meaningless without my sibling. Because of them, I’m still fighting for the challenges of life. And with them, I’m always grateful to offer my life to God.
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