
(Flashback) My mom is fond of bringing me to the market when I was little. We buy our weekly supply of veggies, fruits and meat. Maybe because I'm a girl who'll be a mother like her, which I am now, and maybe because I'm more behave than my brother (teehee!). I remember carrying lots of plastic bags, which we got from each vendor from the market. My mom will call a kid selling bigger plastic bags and buy one so we can put everything together. There was a time when my mom used bayong but I don't like it. It feels so itchy when it touches my skin plus I get little wounds every SINGLE time!