no longer a "muslim"
At the start, my Mom was the one carrying me. Kinda feelin' uncomfortable already (Hilak jud ko run). The priest is telling me: "You'll be a Christian very soon, so be good." (Ok pads, as you wish). :P
My Mom surrendered, she handed me over to my Dad (I'm too heavy for her slim arms). Whaaaaaa... I'ts too hot! Sige kataw-i lang ko ninyo. Tsk! Tsk!
Until i found something to entertain myself. Ummm... my thumb will do for a while. (Hey pads! What's inside you pot? Can i have some of it, i'm too hungry)
Hilom sa ko kay ila ra man ko kataw-an. Makabuylo gani ko run...
Hilak na jud ko! Huhuhu... It's very hot in here. I can no longer bear the heat! Can you take off my clothes? Including this hat? I'm not used to this. This is killing me. PLease...
Candles are lit to light my way as i journey through growing up (life). Reminding the "ninangs" and "ninongs" of their obligations as mt second parents--gifts are not only accepted during Christmas and birthdays. 
Welcome to the Cristian world! (As my Chololo said, i'm no longer a Muslim. Yeah, right!) In this pic, the doting "ninangs" were greeting me after the baptismal rites. Bahala mo diha kay matulog ko. Kamo kuno gipukaw og sayo lalim bah. Hehehehe. ;P
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