Buko all the way from Tarlac

Part  of  the requirements  in fourth year curriculum is joining an event like exposure-immersion program for  Christian Living  Education.  My older daughter, being a senior student,  joined the said program  yesterday together with her  classmates, teachers and other school staff.   Without any hesitation she joined the trip, because for her,  its another trip in a different place and a different experience  again in her life.   They went to rural areas in Bamban Tarlac. The said program’s objective is to  raise students’  consciousness in the reality of  social problems, reach out to others who are in need and commit  to a particular way  in carrying out  social responsibility.   Part of the program is a community service and joining with chosen families and live with the Aetas the whole day.

Okey,  this is not actually my another post in my food blog  because the above paragraph is just a segue of my  buko post.  My  daughter came home last night  with two young coconut  “buko” as pasalubong.  It was unusual because  she  is not the kind of  person who will bring such kind considering  the difficulties of  bringing these fruit  going home. That signifies  that she truly appreciated what the community gave back in return.

Her experience like going up in the hill, picking guavas from  the  tree and spending the whole day with their chosen Aeta family was kind  of  different.  She also helped washing the dishes, sweeping the yard and everything like  she’s an adopted daughter  for a day.

And here is  the main story.

The photos  below correlate the above.  (I don’t know if it really rhymes smoothly with my post. 🙂


I couldn’t imagine my daughter carrying these two coconut home.  She did not advise me or   call  home to pick her up at the school. I didn’t know she was carrying these heavy coconut all the way from Tarlac.


By  its appearance, you could tell how hard I went through opening a buko using only a small knife in the kitchen.


I added, milk, sugar and crushed ice and voila…!  the product of all the hardship,  fresh buko shake all the way  from uphill  in Tarlac.

I could only  imagine again  her story and her uphill climb experience picking up fruits from the tree in mountainous rural area in Tarlac.  I could tell that she enjoyed her experience  albeit  hard.  She has no camera and  even though she has a cellphone with camera, she  said that it’s not appropriate to open it and take photos of  respected families she joined with.


7 thoughts on “Buko all the way from Tarlac

  1. rj's mama

    Buko juice is very healthy. But it’s so expensive her in Manila, 25 pesos compared with getting it for free on our farm in the province 🙂

    So sweet of your daughter to carry those 2 heavy buko’s all the way from Tarlac.

  2. Ane

    I don’t really like coconuts, I like it in candy form, but as a fruit, not really, but I don’t hate it either, I just won’t prefer to have it if I had a choice. 😛 hehe

    Wow, your daughter must be really strong, I don’t think I’ve ever carried a whole coconut in my life before. 😛 hehe


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