wordless wednesday: the old rundown house
Memories from our old home. Ahhhh... Nostalgia! And the rats said, "Who moved our cheese?"
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that's my dad
I am not sure if I have mentioned in any of my posts that my father is a professional mechanical engineer and that he works at a sugar milling company. Career-wise, he actually had humble beginnings where he started from a mere rank and file employee who works hands-on with bearings, vise accessories and other industrial supplies and equipment that I am not familiar with, until he got promoted to a supervisory position. Today, even when he is already past the age of retirement, he is still working, although now I heard he is already holding a consultancy position (sort of). I am proud of my dad's achievements especially that I am aware that he worked really hard to earn his title. He's not from a well-to-do family; so, he had to work his way to get to college. I remembered even when he already got promoted in supervisory level, he's still willing to do manual labor if he deemed it necessary. He also has a lot of friends at work and this is because he didn't forge
Speaking of old homes, I actually love to stay in those kinds of houses surrounded with verdant tress and grasses. Feels like life is serene. :)
ReplyDeleteIt looks like an ancestral house indeed and deep in the woods. The ambiance there is really rural. Did you live in this house before? You must have wonderful memories living here. Thanks for the post. God bless you all always.
ReplyDeleteThe picture on your post evokes in me a feeling of deja vu.
ReplyDeleteBecause when I was a kid till my adolescent years I lived in a house surrounded by trees, with a big compound. The cicadas sung every nights; there were birds chirping on the narra, santol, mahogany, and mango trees surrounding our house. I had even fun eating chicos and santol, and climbing in coconut trees.
Those happy memories living close to nature are still with me. Even though I live now in the commercial area in Bacolod, I still want to go back to my childhood home and be with nature, where life was simpler and fun.
@junezach/mel/eli: thanks. yes, the picture you just saw is an old home. it looks eerie because no one was really looking after it like we did before. indeed, life was simpler back then.
ReplyDeletelooking at this pic reminded me of our house when i was still younger (until about 10 years old). we lived in a bungalow made of wood/bamboo and the roof was made of nipa. nang binagyo yung bahay namin at nasira ang mga bubong, pinagawa na lang na sementado lahat then made of yero na ang roof. nice to reminisce those days....
ReplyDeleteThis house reminds me of our house too but ours was smaller and more "native"--made of nipa and bamboo. We had a picture of it in B/W but I can't seem to find it anymore since we moved a lot of times.
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