Carrot Man Baguio Novels & Stories

sabi ko bago pa man siya makapagsalita. Bumaba siya mula sa kama at may kinuha sa closet niya. Isang kulay blue na paperbag ang inabot niya sa akin. Kunot-noo ko namang tinanggap ito. "Ano na naman 'to?" tanong ko bago sinilip ang laman ng paperbag. “Damit na naman?" "Para hindi ka na umuwi. Sayang ang oras kaya magbihis ka na."

He sighed and turned to walk away. "What are you going?" "To obtain the carrot." He eventually returned with a bag of carrots and handed it to me. "I only need one." I inserted the carrot into his nose and tied my scarf over the snowman's neck. "Why are you taking off your scarf?" "It's more important to Snowman than it is to me." Mr Martinez took off his scarf and put it around my neck, saying, "What else does this person need?" "He's packed up. Let's take pictures," I responded, laughing.

Dahan-dahan akong lumapit upang alisin ang lahat ng anumang posible pang banta na kanyang gagawin, at doon mismo nakita ko siyang nakatingin sakin, mga mata niyang puno ng pagsisisi, hinagpis at pag aalala sa kanyang maiiwanan, tila nabaon sa walang kabuluhang mundong kanyang napili, unti unti ay may kaunting luhang dumaloy sa mga matang iyon, nakatitig parin siya habang pinipilit huminga at makakuha ng hangin sa nagbabarang dugo sa kanyang lalamunan, at unti–unti ay humagok sa huling pagkakataon at tuluyan ng iniwan ng kanyang kaluluwa ang pobreng katawan habang nanatiling nakadilat ang mga mata. Nanatili akong nakatayo at pinagmasdan ko ang puting butil na naka usli sa kanyang kanang buls

nilagyan ni Yasmin ng maraming ulam si Tala sa pinggan. “Gusto ko po tita, anong meron sa Butuan?” “May mga mamanahing lupain ang tito Fred mo doon, aayusin namin.” “Marami kayong mapapasyalan dun ng mga pinsan mo. Pwede ninyong ikutin ang buong Cagayan De Oro at ibang parte ng Mindanao.” puno ang bibig ng tito Fred ni Tala habang nagsasalita.

Ley politely smiled and answered, “Uncle, I’m indeed from Manila City, but I have few friends and acquaintances that are from the City of Pines.” “Ah, Baguio!” The middle-aged man was dressed only in worn out grey long-sleeved shirt and black trousers typical for a farmer. His skin was dry from being exposed under the sun for decades. But when he smiled, looking proud yet innocent, it just made one not be able to look away. People were always liked that. They would feel their hearts warming up every time somebody smiled at them happily and with an honest look of happiness on their faces. “Have you finished touring that one so you’re now exploring the nearby places?”

dagdag ko. Nagpahinga muna kami saglit at inubos ko na lamang ang natitirang pagkain ko sa bag. I lost the box of pudding bread, the man without wings took it. As a result, I was only left with biscuits. It was enough for me to survive the afternoon. Not long after, we arrived at the arean tribe's gate. "Is that it?" Cassius looks curious. I swallowed hard before eyeing the whole place. Bamboo fences, bamboo houses, and bamboo gate. I guess, we're here.

No more another Victor and I promised that to myself. As I walked in the busy city of Manila. I saw a red balloon tied to the bench. I looked around to see who owns it but I saw no one. That is why I untied it and found the girl who is selling me Sampaguita a while ago to give it to her. I know it won’t save her day but I hope it will bring her joy even for a while. I saw her watching from a distance in a ‘Thank you’ party from the politician who won the voting this year, and she still has the Sampaguita that she is selling and she is still with her brother who is watching too. I went to her and tied the balloon to her wrist. I looked at her with a smile while I fixed her messy hair.

Leonora turned to glance at Simon, who was trying to balance a plate of kare-kare while being pulled into a group photo with Tomas and Juanito. “He did win the lottery,” she teased. Alice grinned. “He really did.” This is not only a miracle, but this is also fate. She was destined to go back to the past and meet her great-grandmother. The long tables nearly buckled under the weight of food. At the center was the lechon—a whole roasted pig, its skin crackling with golden crispness, laid out on banana leaves and garnished with pineapple rings and fresh herbs. There were platters of pancit palabok, kare-kare with its thick peanut sauce, and steaming pots of sinigang na baboy whose sour tamarind

We are all excited about preparing for our tour to Baguio because we will have our documentary shoot there for our school project because it's one of the requirements for us to graduate. We will shoot all the historical places in Baguio such as the Battle of Irisan Historic Site, Camp John Hay Cemetery 2, the Keystones of Baguio, and the Heritage Hill Nature Park Garden. We are all excited because we need to go to all of those places to shoot for our documentary project.

Naka suot siya ng facemask at itim na shades. "Malapit na tayo pag liko nitong van bababa na tayo para maglakad papunta sa itaas." Tango lang ang sinagot niya sa akin. Ngumiti naman ako at hinintay na huminto ang van. Nang maglakad kami ay nag simula na akong magbigay ng mga kaalaman tungkol sa magandang tanawin. "Infront of you is the beautiful and prehistoric tourists landmark here in Albay, The Cagsawa ruins."