Monthly Archives: October 2013

Zamboanga City

A NOSTALGIC RUN IN THE CITY OF MY CHILDHOOD

Part 2

Continuing from my last post

Avenue Drug Store on the ground floor of a two-story wooden building was the second home of the Jesus P. Delgado family. Our first real home was a nipa house on tilts on Canelar Street. I will passing by this place later in my run.

Our home in Avenue Drug Store was basically a two-door apartment with one used as the drug store with the other one used as our living quarters. The living quarters had a loft for our bedroom where my parents and the children slept. My parents had a bed while the rest of us – my two sisters and I – slept on mattresses on the floor.

The whole place was air-conditioned because my father then just suffered from a collapsed lung and the doctors advised him to stay indoors while recuperating. My mother, then a pharmacist (among others) already had the drugstore so she simply converted the place next door into our living quarters and being a small place; a window-type Fedders aircon was sufficient for us.

Fedders A/C

As I ran past it, I could still see the small “night window” which my mother used for purchases made after official store hours. We were probably among the first “24 hour” drug stores in Zamboanga City. It did keep us awake some evenings but that brought food to the table, so I guess my parents didn’t mind.

The Esso gas station across was no longer there and neither was the Caltex on the other corner. I continued my run until I reached the house of the Ignacio family. This was only recognizable structure of that street where I grew up.

Across the two-story Ignacio residence was the avocado tree that graced the path leading to our nipa house. Right at the entrance to the left was the Tarroza residence. Tio Paco was the local PAL manager and he was married to Tia Meding and they had a son called George who was then a successful PCSO agent.

Passing Tia Meding and Tio Paco’s house only then you would find our house which was right in front of Lolo Anding’s house. Lolo Anding was a calesa (horse-led carriage) driver. I used to work for P0.20 per bale of cogon grass which he used to feed his horse.

Right at the entrance of that path, along Canelar Street, was a sari-sari store where one afternoon, walking home from school (Ateneo de Zamboanga) I was bitten by a dog. I still have the marks on my right leg to this day. That day marked the beginning of my lifelong aversion to man’s best friend.