Crab hunting this morning together with my uncle and cousins, gives me an unexplainable joy in my heart. This is the thing I miss to do in about 15 years missing the time that I wasn't able to bond with my cousins and this time crab hunting makes me feel like a little boy again. 
While walking through those narrow path ways in between the rice fields, feeling all the grass and muds where i steppes bare footed makes me realize how lucky I am to be able to experience this kind of simple but priceless chance seeing this beautiful scenery. I can smell the nature, the mud, the poop 💩 of carabaos and cows, the sounds of the birds flying over me and the laughter of my little cousin when he fall down into the rice fields; this are the things that makes me realize with in my heart how lucky I am than those who are living in the city, Who cannot inhale fresh air, but polluted air from those vehicles. When I was still living in the big city of Manila, I was wishing that my mother was rich and be stable in Manila and dont have to live in the province. I hated the fact that time will come that I will go back to this place (province) because all I thought living in Manila was the best. 
BUT NOW, everything turns upside down I am very lucky to have a mother as simple as my mom who is living in this small place in the province. This time I have realized, that I must be thankful that my mother belongs to an non rich family, for this is the reason why I am experiencing how it feels to be in a paradise. NATURE. 
In Manila you have to have Money before you can eat crabs, here in the province you can have it free with just a litte patience and hard work and pleasure because you are having good time with your family.
