Confessions of AttyArj

(1) The Red Tamaraw

September 4, 2008
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When I was 10 or 11, I discovered the Filipino family class system. It was then that I realized that we are middle class and not as well off as most of my classmates in Siena (dating St. Catherine).

 

The not so obvious signs*:

 

(1) The red Tamaraw school service.

 

Back then, although Papa has a (secondhand) 1980 Toyota Corolla DX car, a school service had to bring me and my Ate If (short for Ifchelle) to and from school which is a good 30 to 45 minutes away from our place. However, unlike my classmates who have real school buses, our school service, owned by a family friend, was a red Tamaraw jeep with a dilapidated tarapal (the plastic window rain cover usually seen in jeepneys).

 

Although there are a few school services similar to our red Tamaraw, yung sa amin ang pinaka-luma at pinaka-mukhang kawawa. Siguro dahil ang layo ng biyahe namin araw araw. Feeling ko nga kaya hindi ako napansin ni Jay eh dahil amoy usok na ako pag-dating ng school.

 

Dahil ganon nga ang aming school service situation, I remember being so envious of some classmates because of their rides. Merong naka-Hi-Ace (FYI, sosyal yun dati), merong naka-Benz at merong naka RV, no kidding, may kitchen ang service nila at sa parang sofa sila naka-upo. And, of course, there was Margarita. Who would forget Margarita? I was envious of Margarita not because she has her own car and driver, madami naman kasi sila na hatid-sundo ng kotse. Na-inggit ako kay Margarita dahil artista siya (meron siyang soap opera sa TV), may yellow sports car at madalas dumi-diretso siya sa shooting after class. Bongga!

 

Kahit medyo bulok ang service namin, laging masaya ang biyahe namin pauwi. May nag-ge-Game & Watch (gamit ang Game & Watch ni Emerson), nag-su-super Trump (si Buking at si Jun), kumakain (si Catherine of course), at nag-co-cold war (si Ate at ang kanyang not so secret admirer na si Edsel). Problema nga lang dapat lagi kaming prepared to hide under the seats, “kolorum” (meaning, hindi registered sa LTO as service or utility vehicle) kasi yung red Tamaraw. Para kaming mga boy scouts, lagi kaming handa, handang magtago sa mga taga_LTO na nanghuhuli ng kolorum.

 

Minsan, excited kaming naglabasan, maaga kasi natapos ang exams namin, problema, nasira ang red Tamaraw, ayaw mag start. Kahit anung pukpok at kalikot ni Apo ayaw umandar, mukhang namama-alam na. Buti na lang kasama ko si Brenda (yaya ko), nag-jeep na lang kami. Napagalitan ni Mama si Brenda, dapat daw hinintay namin yung sasakyang ipinadala ni Ka Lilian, yung may-ari ng red Tamaraw.

 

The year after that, iba na service namin. Pero, sa totoo lang, favorite namin yung red Tamaraw. Edsel, Jun, Emerson, Buking, Nicki, LetLet, Mylene, Gee Marie, Maureen, Catherine, me and the others (I forgot their names, sorry) had a lot of fond memories in that re Tamaraw. In fact, kahit napalitan yun nang Owner-type Jeep, nang Pampasaherong Jeep at nang iba pang sasakyan, yun ang favorite namin. Lalo na si (now Kuya) Edsel dahil doon nabuo ang love team nila ng ate ko. Now that’s another story.

 

 

* this is going to be a series so please watch out for the others. I will number them consecutively so readers wouldn’t get lost.

 


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