Memoirs of a Navy Brat






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Anticipated Summer Fun Activities  




 The wealth of summer fun activities were much anticipated events by school children our age. Unlike the present generation, we engaged in  healthy physical activities, instead of being pasted to our seats with eyes glued to screen monitors.  Because we had the numbers [we were 7, and our neighbors, 10 siblings], the other children in the neighborhood would converge in our area.

Fun starts early evening, with the girls and the younger boys playing the tagging game of "patintero." Only the older boys would play our own version of "tumbang preso."

We had a different version of the game, having converted it to a hide and seek format instead of the traditional tugging game. After the "it" (prisoner of the game) was chosen, someone will throw the can away as far as he could, and while the "it" was retrieving the can to place it back in an upright position at the prescribed base, everyone else would go into hiding. The "it" must now go searching, and when he identifies somebody, he declares the name and races back to touch the can for the save. That somebody now becomes the new "it". Anyone who outraces the "it" to the can can throw it again and everyone can go hiding once more. It was such fun hiding behind the shrubs and dark spaces beneath the quonset houses. At times, we would get into the house using the rear entrance and have some refreshments while the "it" goes loco searching for us. Ah, what simple joy worth reminiscing!

Summer fun activities would include regular trips to the swimming pool to relieve us of the summer heat. We often trooped to the pool, only a short distance from our quarters, usually after lunch, about 1-2 pm. We would frolic and play water games for hours, unmindful of the sun's heat. The pool was a better and safer place to play water games than the pontoons. I was more into swimming when I was younger, because I could not be accommodated yet in basketball games as I was too frail and small. But when I became a teener, I would become a regular fixture at the basketball courts.

On some summers we would join the cruise excursions, together with the families of other navy personnel, to historic Corregidor Island. We were ferried to the island by navy vessels, usually an LST (landing ship transport), the same type of ship Dad commanded as a young lieutenant, in bringing Filipino combat troops and their war materiel to Korea during the Korean War. By mid morning, we would already be at Corregidor, taking a dip along the island's shores and having picnics at the available shades. Others would spend the time to see the tunnel and other WWII relics that were preserved on the island, which is now a major tourist destination. By 4 pm, we were already on our way home, tired and sunburned.

I also remember the two consecutive summer ceramic lessons that my eldest brother and I took at the base's hobby shop, at the behest of our Dad. The shop  also had a shoe-making and repair ,and was operated by CPO Jocson, an accomplished shoe maker from Marikina, now a city, and the shoe making capital of the country. Here we were taught the whole process of producing a finished ceramic product, from clay mixing, assembly and use of plaster molds, clay setting time, retrieval from the mold, trimming, baking, and painting.

If my memory still serves me right, I think my Kuya Sander made a mug, and I, a rooster decor. Our products were kept on display in our house as testaments to our creative craftsmanship. Ha ha ha! The ceramics shop, unlike the shoe making and repair shop, closed shortly afterward, probably due to lack of support and patronage.

Every year, we always anticipated the summer fun activities awaiting us during our two-month school break.

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