Here is a photo of myself and Papa in Luneta. This must be 1987 (give or take a year or two) and back then, we used to go to Luneta so I could go biking. I learned to ride the bicycle without training wheels in Camp Aguinaldo, but my first experience on a bicycle was in Luneta.
I remember, we used to rent a bike, there were lots of bicycles to choose from, it was always exciting. But when I eventually got my own, Papa would put it in the trunk of the car, and we brought it with us to Luneta. My sister, on a stroller, had her own set of wheels. Eventually, she graduated to a walker and then a small “tricycle” and joined in the fun. We biked all over the place… to PICC, the haunted Film Center, Coconut Palace and so forth.
Weekends were often spent in Luneta. It was much different then… life was much simpler.
Kids These Days
Do kids still play in the street? I remember almost living outside, I had to be forced to come in, at the end of the day. Eventually my mom set a rule that I could only go out if I had my siesta (afternoon nap), so I faked it all the time and counted to 500. The goal was to get out, and in Camp Aguinaldo, we lived a very active life as kids. We played games like Patintero, Agawan Base, Piko, Agawan Panyo, and Langit Lupa. I bet kids only see these games in books (I’m not really sure). But these games kept us in the streets for hours.
I qualified in Track and Field varsity because I grew up running in the streets of Camp Aguinaldo. I passed tryouts for Cheerleading because I learned to do cartwheels, backbends and front flips in our garden. I learned to fight boys in Camp too… I guess that’s all part of the whole street life, you learn how to be a thug. Haha!
Do kids still play outside? In our subdvision I see some kids on their bikes during summer or groups of boys with a basketball on their way to the court. But I hardly see girls. There are no children playing Patintero… no Agawan Base… no, there’s none of that. And of course there are no weekends spent at Luneta Park.
Kids today, they mature very early, and I don’t know if that’s good or bad. But they dress up like adults, they talk like adults, and they love grown up things like makeup, expensive bags, shoes, cars, and so forth. When I was young I only wanted to learn how to ride a bike with no-hands and when I finally did it, I knew I was made. Of course it doesn’t have any lasting life value, but back then, it was worth so much. Back in the day, there was this very tall tree in our street and we had to jump from it, like some initiation. It was so high, believe me, we could’ve easily injured ourselves. But thugs don’t say no to these things… so I jumped (successfully too). I jumped from trees, tall walls, roofs, gates–the scarier the better.
Kids these days… they do that too. But in Minecraft, Grand Theft Auto, or Tony Hawk. Haha!
Anyway, my mom posted this photo on our thread and it brought a smile to my face. This brings back fun memories with Papa.
P.S. Papa it’s mom’s birthday tomorrow don’t forget to greet her. Joke only.