My beloved Tragarete Rd.

This is where I spent my early childhood years, living on Tragarete Rd. with my family, and they were some of the happiest days for me. Whenever I want to dip into my memory bank for childhood memories, this is the one that often pops up for me.

The sights, sounds, and smells will always remain with me until I travel to the next world. Standing on my balcony and looking down at the passing cars. Taking in the sweet odors around me, and listening to people chatting among themselves as they walked by.

I can still remember the yummy smell of baking bread, popcorn popping, food cooking, and the fragrant combinations of perfumes wafting up at me from those walking by on the sidewalks. I can still hear the sounds of laughter, whistling, chatter, and music coming out of passing cars.

Then there were the barking dogs, the occasional cussing and swearing, and the drunken man going slowly home late at night. Then there were the revelers coming out of clubs at around midnight. At carnival time there were the sweet sounds of the steel pans as they provided music for masqueraders.

Christmas times on Tragarete Rd. were always very special for me. Kids running along the sidewalks, popping fire crackers and racing each other with their toy cars and trucks. Carol singers filling the air with their Christmas songs and shoppers greeting each other. Then there were the inviting smells of Christmas cake and cookies wafting out of the bakeries.

The activity would start at around 3 a.m. with the garbage truck going by collecting garbage along the road and I could hear the workers hosing down the sidewalks. Then at around 4 a.m. the birds would wake up and start to enchant me with their sweet melodious voices. They would start softly but soon enough they were singing at the top of their voices.

By 5 a.m. Tragarete Rd. would be fully awake with people traveling to work and soon enough it would be time for me to rise and get ready for school. The bakeries along Tragarete Rd. would soon start to wake up and begin their daily chores, filling the air with their yummy smells.

Then, at the day's end as I would lie in bed having done my homework and said my prayers, I would listen to Tragarete Rd. getting ready to settle down for the night and by 9 p.m. things would start to quiet down. Tragarete Rd. would indeed go very quiet with the occasional car driving by and the occasional person walking along the sidewalk. All would now be still for the night until at around 3 a.m. the next day.

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