I'm trying to remember the words to MONKEY, MONKEY ANNABELLE.
But I can't. hanggang "How many monkeys do you see?" lang ang naaalala ko.
Is there anyone there who remembers it?
And how it works?
I'm trying to remember the words to MONKEY, MONKEY ANNABELLE.
But I can't. hanggang "How many monkeys do you see?" lang ang naaalala ko.
Is there anyone there who remembers it?
And how it works?
monkey,monkey,anabelle,how many monkeys did you see?One....two....three,a-riki-riki-tik and a blue black ship,pick,pack,boom,yes or no?y.... e.... s....alis
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
If the words are wrong blame my sons cousins
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
ha-ha, thanks! it brings back memories!!!
for some reason i used to think it was a blue black SHEEP
- akala ko it had something to do with baa, baa, black sheep except it was blue???
Ba-ba-black sheepkids the world over make up rhymes,I watched kids in Davao playing monkey monkey in a street,for some reason nowadays they sing the words in english,they also do a strange game where they chalk on the road and hop-and-skip
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
They might have been saying blue-black SHEEP I thought it was SHIP MY god,my ears AND my eyes are fading Your probably right
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Yeah,I was taught it by my best friendI always hang out on corners,you see funny things,when I was there earlier this year I watched a girl aged 7-9?She swept the garden and the path of dead leaves,piled them all,very industrious kid,then she very calmly got a match,burnt the rubbish,and swept the small amount of ash onto the garden Pics of Silver,my best mate
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Moreso because its true
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
(sometimes its best just to agree) Yes Mrs M
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Did you ever play get the corner,with the guy tagging in the middle?
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Or Bulan-bulan(moon-moon)with the taya running around the outside of the circle?
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
No,it was squares chalked on the tarmac,but I remember hopscotch from when I was a kid,this was different
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Vanessa thinks it could be a game called hop-skip, similar game to hop-scotch, they have different forms, squares, mixture of squares triangles and semi circle maybe it was this.
JOHN and VANESSA
It could be hop-skip?I will find out later on in the week
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
**10. Piko - The players stand behind the edge of a box, and each should throw their cue ball. The first to play is determined depending on the players' agreement (e.g. nearest to the moon, wings or chest). Whoever succeeds in throwing the cue ball nearest to the place that they have agreed upon will play first. The next nearest is second, and so on.
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/in...8224025AAASOIs
http://www.globalpinoy.com/ch/ch_cat...e=1&endpage=15
awwww!!! this is making me more miss the PI!!!
missing young age now
used to play patintero, tumbang preso, maro, langit lupa and the one that with long stick and short stick.. is that syato can't remember now
What about those old days....nanay nanayan at tatay tatayan
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