Viewed by the ricefields at the back of our house, Kanibag hill is a balding mound of soil, a geological anomally, perched on the shoulders of Mount Isarog.
On a hazy afternoon, not much details can be had of the solitary natural promontory that afford one a view of the town and the San Miguel bay. Thanks to the nearby houses and trees features were added to an otherwise drab scenery.
Up close, the place is home to people trying their very best to survive. Here, a new harvest of palay (rice) grains are separated from the empty ones. The manual process involves grabbing a handfull and “showering” up in the air so the empty shells fall farther away than the filled ones. (The frame below caught by the camera of our cousin Tony).
Flashback: Long ago, this same hill, teemed with shrubs and coconut trees. During the second world war, Bicolano guerillas had skirmishes with the occupying Japanese forces about the area.
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