Friday, January 27, 2012


Back in the Philippines, when I was a lot younger, I was quite known of my walk.  I'm not talking about a runway/fashion model walk.  I'm talking about just my ordinary walk.  It's nothing special either.  But it's noticeable.

When I was a kid, I had a hard time catching up to my dad whenever we go places.  Being asthmatic makes it worse when I have to take three steps for each of my dad's single step.  I think I didn't complain 'cause I just see dad as a giant.  Apparently, he noticed how hard this was for me.  So he taught me how to walk "his way".