The sky wasn’t in its best mood. The afternoon was slowly waning, giving way to a cold, damp evening. A few minutes of traversing through the wet road,and we finally arrived at the little house in the middle of the woods; where we were greeted with sweet smiles and warm hellos. Big, old Dash, the official guard of the house, was barking at us nonstop. He gave us his best warning look as we passed by him, as if telling us not to do something stupid or we’ll have to see. The sweet smell of bamboo matting greeted us as we entered the house. Its cool ambiance made us feel comfy and welcomed. Its lamps resemble those of the ones I often see in native restaurants and the well-arranged wooden chairs and benches looked really inviting. I was really impressed at how organized the house is despite its size. There are only very few things inside the house, showing the simple and never-showy lifestyle of the owners.Unlike most Filipino homes, no television set or clock can be seen in their living...
Spin, spin, spin the wheel... Spin the wheel well. Claim your prize, and cast the spell. Spin, spin, spin the wheel... Life's a huge spinning wheel. Spin the wheel well, but learn to kneel.