My siblings and I grew up in a strict family, so going out at night to have fun was basically impossible unless our Tatay (Dad) allowed us to. He was stricter with us girls than he was with the boys. Tatay had a lot of rules, like, we all had to be home before he got back from work. If he got home before us, we knew that we were in trouble because he’d already have the wooden stick ready. 😂 That’s why our playmates would tell us to go home as soon as they heard Dad’s whistle or saw him coming home. I can hardly remember the last time I joined a dance benefit in our barangay fiesta while growing up. As far as I can remember, when I was a kid, we were only allowed to stay on the pavement until 8 o’clock in the evening because going out at night was simply not an option. As I got older, I think the first benefit dance I attended was on my 18th birthday. I’m not entirely sure, but it may have also been my last. Even then, I was alway...
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