Greased Lightning, Espitong at iba pa

I have so many memories at Lola's house (including the powder incident with Miguel) that it would be an arduous task to recall them all. Here are some instances that easily stick out...

I remember Ate Minotte choreographing our own rendition of Greased Lightning in Lola's room. We all cut out "T-Birds" signs and taped them on the back of our leather jackets which we bought in Hong Kong's night market that summer. Sayang, we didn't have a video cam yet that time but the images of that moment is still clear in my mind. I can still see Ate Minotte standing on that low hardwood table with the iron frame and legs, squatting and pointing out (panning from side to side) ala John Travolta.

Does anyone remember Francis Pira, a.k.a. Espitong? He was the son of my dad's friend who stayed with us a few days. I remember him joining our tirador games and Randy, Kuya Franco or Mikko slinging those siksik palara bullets that stung like hell. Needless to say, he was welted really badly and we never saw him again... I think.

A fond memory is when the 7 dwarves would sleep in Lola's room, a usual occurence back then, and convert it into a virtual maze of blankets and pillows. We'd have flashlights with us so that we could keep on playing when the lights went out. I remember that fancy tree decor that was actually a bunch of nylon strings which lit up at its ends. We used it as our disco light when we'd play Randy's JVC cassette player.