Phenomenons

When I was a kid, my father would always scare us with all the stories we were not sure if he was just making up or for real. Being a big family living in a far-away from farm, no electricity or means of transportation except the cart drawn by a carabao (also known as water buffalo). I can't call the lifestyle too primitive nor ignorant, it is just a little behind the technologies other populace were already enjoying during that time when I was born.

At night, when any of the kids have to go potty (please excuse me) we would have to go either in the bush or in the man-made bathroom, a pit that was dug by my father and put up a series of bamboo slats across the top to serve as floor, then would create a whole to which we could sit and whew! 'relax'. That's how our first bathroom was made. But since I don't like sitting on it and scared the improvised floor was gonna break down and fall apart, you know where I'm gonna end up, I prefer the bush. And while doing what I was doing I had with me my sister and my brother behind me, their job is my look-out just to feel secure, knowing I am scared of the dark and with just a gas torch serving as lamp carried by my brother and when the wind blows a little harder we would be in complete darkness.
"Turn around children and see the gigantic monster behind you ready to swallow you altogether alive!" My father yelled from the front window trying to scare us. I gulped and immediately stand up and pull my pants up quick and ran into the house. I was so scared, I was a little toddler of 3 at that time and since then I never want to look out the window in the dark.