The WWII wounds have healed

My father and mother enlisted with the Hukbalahap in their late teens to fight the Japanese imperial forces. They promptly got their crash courses on Marxism-Leninism, which they forgot after one week. And drills on marksmanship, which, for survival purposes, they had to master.

Men from my Lubao barrio who fought and who fought hard in that Huk war against the Japanese (there were several casualties ) were common. But the women volunteers were few (Indang Sayong, Indang Seryang, Indang Reyeng, etc). There were about five teen-aged girls in the unit that included my mother. The four opted to do support role but by mother, according to recounting from the barrio elders, volunteered to carry a gun and fight. And fight whenever there was fighting to be done.