Writing 101 Day 11: Size Matters (In Sentences)
Today’s Prompt: Where did you live when you were 12 years old?
Today’s twist: pay attention to your sentence lengths and use short, medium, and long sentences.
Perched on a hill overlooking the city is a two-storey house which I consider my home. It is situated in Baguio, the Summer Capital of the Philippines. That being so because of its autumn-like weather that draws swarm of people from other places in this tropical country.
This rather simple dwelling housed a similarly simple family. Fairly normal if you ask me. It’s where our parents watched us grow. It’s where sibling rivalries abound. And it’s where we learned to deal with life’s many ups and downs.
Baguio, the City of Pines, is my hometown. There used to be more pine trees around but one day, people just decided to replace those trees with malls, and establishments, and buildings. The city is now overpopulated and overcrowded but amidst the hustle and bustle, you can still see traces of indigenous culture of its original inhabitants. Tourism is thriving. Art surviving. You can still feel a sense of community. My love for this place will never be lost.
It’s more fun in the Philippines! That is, if you get used to the country’s peculiarities and contradictions. A place filled with overly positive people despite poverty and misfortune. Our values and culture were greatly influenced by colonizers. We have rich natural resources and awesomely talented citizens yet we’re plagued with corruption and inefficiency. Someday, maybe someday, this country of great potential will be a great nation.
Where is home? That house. That city. That country. No matter where my feet will lead me, home will always be there.