From Our Readers: Why the Rain Reminds Me of You

It reminds me of the broken promises and our unfulfilled plans.
ART Trixie Ison

Rain, the thing I hate most. Before I met you, I already hated rain but not as much as when you chose to leave.

It reminds me so much of you. It reminds me how I complain to you whenever it rains. I remember how you said I should be happy when it rains because you're happy when it happens. Rain reminds me of how we met. It reminds me of your I love yous and pick-up lines. It reminds me of how we were in love with each other. It reminds me of the days we didn't chat because of the typhoon that destroyed the electric wires and poles which caused a complete shut down of electricity in our place. It reminds me of cold nights without you by my side. It reminds me how artistic you are. It reminds me of your voice, how good you are in singing. It reminds me how I smiled like my lips got ripped whenever you send me a video. Rain reminds me of sleepless nights and unending texts. It reminds me of how I trusted your words. It reminds me of how we planned our future. It reminds me of how you scare me at night when I'm alone. It reminds me of those scary pictures you've sent me. It reminds me of how sick you were and I was just waiting for your fever to go down. It reminds me of how I always been there for you. It reminds me of the songs we played together, the songs we've shared with each other and each word of those songs perfectly describe what we felt for each other. It reminds me of the things I usually do when you were asleep. It reminds me of the places that we want to visit someday. It reminds me of how we see ourselves after we finish college. It reminds me of so many unforgettable things.

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It reminds me of the places that we want to visit someday. It reminds me of how we see ourselves after we finish college. It reminds me of so many unforgettable things.

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But, it also reminds me of the time when I've hurt you so much. It reminds me of the broken promises and our unfulfilled plans. It reminds of how my life flowed when you still there listening to my stories. It reminds me of the late night texts, the feeling of being together when we're not. It reminds me the feeling I've felt when you ended our relationship. It reminds me how I talk to myself in front of the mirror just to remind myself that I'll be fine. It reminds me of every word you've said the last time we talked. It reminds me of how I tried to smile whenever I see your picture after our breakup. It reminds me how I had a hard time sleeping. It reminds me how broken my heart was. It reminds me that everything is gone, everything is now over.


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Someday, rain will just remind me how I've loved and be loved. It will just remind me that we had it perfectly but at the wrong time. It will just remind me that once upon a time, we shared our happiness and love. It will just remind me that our relationship once worked but sadly, it was just for a short period of time. It'll just remind me the thing you've said that we'll still have a long journey in life. It will just remind me the lessons I've learn from our relationship. It will just remind me that you've did it for me, for us.

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Rain reminds me of how you've given up on us but I know rain will also remind us that we can still forgive, forget the pain, and start again. Maybe not as lovers but as friends. I may still hate the rain right now but I know someday, I'll love it the way you do. Maybe someday rain will make me happy, like what it did to you. Maybe it will remind me of you, of us being happy and whole again.


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Cold Food

The most thrilling and delightful moment of any school day is opening up your baon during breaks. There is always so much excitement in unveiling your homemade meal and snacks housed inside matching heat-insulating containers. Because preparing packed meals is an age-old tradition of showing parental love, loved ones pour effort into curating a nutritious meal accompanied by a selection of side dishes, desserts, and beverages daily; it reminds us that we are being taken care of, even from far away.

Baon plays a significant role in a Filipino childhood. Almost every Filipino child comes to school with baon made especially for them by their parents or household helpers. Even Filipinos in the labor force continue to bring baon for varying reasons: to save money, recycle leftovers, cater to personal taste, or attend to special needs. Nonetheless, eating your baon is a heart-warming experience that allows Filipinos to bring a piece of home along with them wherever they go.

Even other cultures practice making packed lunch. In Japan, mothers create bento--Japanese meals in partitioned boxes. Because of the popularity of bento, trends have emerged, such as the Kyaraben, or character-themed bento. Naturally, Japanese parents and students began competing for who had the cutest and tastiest bento, and this is similar to what I have witnessed in my own childhood. I remember seeing my classmates sharing their snacks and lunches. They would compare and boast about their parents' or yayas’ cooking. In my case, I never had the chance to join in the competition or indulge in homemade cooking. Up until this day, I have never brought any baon to school.

For a long time, I envied others. As trivial or petty as it may seem, not having baon became a problem for my grade school self. During that time, I had to sit in a separate cafeteria away from my friends because the kids who bought food were assigned to sit elsewhere. You could consider me spoiled, but I wanted to experience something most kids did. I had food at home, so what made it so hard to bring some with me to school?

Now that I am on my final year in high school I have come to realize the benefits of purchasing my own food. Since I spent on food everyday, I learned to budget my allowance at a young age. Over the years, I learned to practice self-control whenever I wanted to eat more greasy fries and drink sweetened beverages. I have tasted the strangest viands at the school cafeterias, and I have repeatedly satiated myself over my latest delicious discoveries. Despite the struggles, I am thankful that I have never had baon because of what I have learned. Not to mention, I never had to experience eating cold food.

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