I had no concept yet of Papa and Mama nor even my sister Arlyne at the time, so I must have been four years old then. But I did recall my grandmother, Inang Feliza, was giving “Inan-anuyo ta ubing!?! (What have you done to the kid!?!)”or some such scolding to a profusely apologetic and nervous Auntie Sillit Miranda, the mother of Milit and Litok. I would later learn because of that carabao ride, I got a bump on one of my eyebrows and fell asleep as a result. Anyway, the hatful of kitkitiwit fruits that my grandmother brought back from the bangkag where she was harvesting tobacco leaves did quite a magic because I soon forgot about my carabao falling accident. Imagine the scenery then – Milit and Litok were now hiding behind their mother’s skirt, feeling guilty for including me in their carabao fun-ride, and afraid of my grandmother’s including them in her scolding... while I was there savoring the heavenly delight of having a hatful of kitkitiwit fruits all for myself.
Getting the cue from Avril de Guzman (see her comment below), I googled "Passiflora foetida" and got these English names for my childhood fruit: Running Pop, Passion Vine, Stinking Passion Flower, and Love-in-a-Mist. Here's a good close-up of the plant's blossom:
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|Golden kitkitiwit. Photo borrowed from |
|Red kitkitiwit ready for the picking. Photo borrowed from|