For my class last semester, we were tasked to make a documentary on the life of fisherfolks in Victoria, Laguna.
Residents’ means of livelihood are fishing and farming, but most of them do not have their own lands. Like my foster parents Nanay Yolly and Tatay Ever.
They didn’t have a choice but to sell their own land to be able to sustain Tatay Ever’s medical needs. Now that Tatay has somehow recovered from his mental illness, he is now working again as a fisherman.
Unfortunately, his six nets or Pante were stolen. He had to ask one of his friends for one catfish for us to share.
Meet my Laguna family and groupmates. If you have noticed, I was the only one not wearing slippers in the photo.
That’s because they were buried in the pile of weeds we pulled out.
Flies and shrimp
Grilling eggplants on coconut husksCats and a kitten eyeing our lunch
And kids jumping off the dam, priceless. I wish I were that brave.