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Wearing our tribal skirt I’m reminded of my grandmother who has bequeathed me rich distinct cultural heritage. Adorned with our traditional costume my heart is pleased, imagining my Lola*, my Mom’s mother smiling delightfully, beholding her granddaughter proud of her roots. Midst the nostalgia brought by such clothing I see myself beside Lola’s bedside, listening to her as she would vividly narrate heroic acts of fellowmen during the war. Having in my possession a so-called “heirloom” my gratitude to Lola is intensified through virtues instilled by Mama, reverberating with, “I learned those from Nanang**.” Praising God for His blessings I’ll value the piece of treasure I inherited my Lola has passed on, along legacy of a good name.***
*Lola-the word we use to address our “Grandmother” **Nanang-My mother’s term of endearment for “Mother.” ***Proverbs 22:1 A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches, and loving favour rather than silver and gold. March 15, 2021 1st place, "I Remember" Poetry Contest Sponsored by Malabika Ray Choudhury; judged on 3/17/2021.

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Date: 3/17/2021 3:58:00 PM
Congratulations on your win, Beata. Loved your poem ~ Mala
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