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A person with an introverted personality usually becomes subject to public ridicule and judgment. When I was a kid, bullying was among my constant battles. The bullies in school usually picked on me. They mocked me for being reticent and singled me out for being misanthropic. Though I had a few best friends, they couldn’t protect me from the wild boars that attacked the inner self. I can still remember that man who named me names I really hated. I took that baggage until I became a man—even after his death—leaving a scar somewhere within me that never heals. 

There were many instances I was judged for my way of life, for my personality, for my behavior, for who I am according to their belief. I am an introvert and I don’t blame them for their lack of consideration to the likes of me. Even now, I am neither a gregarious neighbor nor a crazy classmate with comical tittle-tattles to entertain them in any gathering. But ask me about how I see life, how I define happiness, how I fascinate the sight of both the sunrise and sunset, of how I look at them. I have so much to say. 

I am creating this site because after 35 years I realized that I have almost forgotten one of the best childhood memories I have with my brothers. Since I was a kid, I have always been thrilled about hunting. And because we have lived in a coastal district, our house is surrounded by the beach in the east, marshland and mini forest in the west, and the district roads and civilizations in the north and south. The mini forest used to be our hunting grounds. 

Back in those days, we used rubber, leather and a y-shaped tree branch to make a hunting sling. After we had our hunting sling, we would cross fish ponds west of our house and slowly moved our way to the mini forest. There, we waited for the flock of birds, and sometimes, we chased ducklings. At the end of our hunt, we went home with few prizes for the roasting. That was really fun.

When we were older, my brother, who is a cop, bought two air guns for hunting games. We had a few hunting grounds nearby and sometimes, we took trips to neighboring towns where good hunting spots are waiting. Usually, we hunted for ducks and I can still remember the feeling when we had our first kill. That was very satisfying.

So, I hope that you will stick with me throughout this hunting adventure. Because we have so much to talk about! If possible, please follow this site and share it. If you love the some topic, why not send me your email of intention to become one of my contributors? I'll be waiting.




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