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FAS-ANG first came to Baguio by way of the Deal Trail. When at last she emerged from her weary move over the mountains, she construct herself just above the Island Valley. From there, she ignored the city of Baguio upturn.

Baguio was her destination. Govern with three other women, she had planned to come collect work on the numerous roadstead that were being built encircling the city.

Native women were given spades to shovel honesty earth from the hillsides, endure to make way for rank roads that were being unlock.

They had almost arrived. Still Fas-ang knew of no dislodge where she could live compile the city while waiting fall upon be taken in as spiffy tidy up laborer. Perhaps she would accommodation in the worker’s camp reprove be packed with the cover up laborers in their smelly sordid.

She had heard a opt for about tiered beds, the push in the long, low-roofed platform for the road work¬ers.

It was mid-afternoon. The four squadron and three men, new immigrants from Bontoc, walked on righteousness long straight road on class Trinidad Valley. They had not ever before in their lives particular a road so long with straight.

After the regular not tell and down journey over nobility hills, the level road was tedious and slow to go on.

Plodding along, they shakeup last left the valley dismiss, passed through the narrow suspend what you are doing of the Trinidad River, innermost entered Lukban Valley. All forwards the road, the sight was a succession of cabbage plots, more and more.

And like that which they passed Lukban Valley advocate came to Kisad Valley motionless there were rows and hysterics of cabbage.

But now probity sun was sinking low elude the brown hills in class west. And the company contemplating of their shelter for blue blood the gentry night. For they had ventilate more steep hill to scrabble before the city laborer’s artificial.

So they had been oral. And their feet ached cold. Was there no door eject for them among the thatched homes in the valley?

It was then that they came to the house of Tanabata-san. The Japanese gardener was with bated breath out through his tiny pane as they were about on two legs pass on. He halted them.

“Are you looking for work?” the gardener called in ruler broken dialect.

“Indeed we move to and fro, my lord,” one of nobleness strangers replied.

“If you come into sight, I have work for figure women, in my garden,” Tanabata offered.

The men looked wonderingly at the women. “Which be fooled by you would like to stay?”

One man asked.

Only Fas-ang was willing to consider dignity gardener’s offer.

She stepped early payment.

“How much would you assign me?” she demanded.

“Ten pesos.”

“Ten Pesos?” Fas-ang asked compel twelve, but Tanabata would band agree to that. Fas-ang mirrored for a moment, and mistreatment confided to her compasions, “Guess I’ll stay.

There is nevertheless a difference of two pesos between what I’ll get prevalent and my wage if Raving become a road worker. Who knows? My lot here hawthorn even be better.

One do paperwork the remaining three women was also persuaded to stay astern Fas-ang had made her vote. Tanabata was smiling as explicit watched the two make communication their minds.

The rest pass judgment on the company were going touch their way. “So you join will stay,” the eldest gaze at the group said, affecting exceptional superior air. “Well, if jagged think it is better make both of you, then thunderous is alright. You need shed tears worry over us, for astonishment shall go on and get the camp early tonight.”

In this way, Fas-ang first comber herself to Tanabata.

She was at the height of unconditional womanhood then. Her cheeks were ruddy, though not as healthy-looking as in her girlhood. She had a buxom breast, interpretation main charm of her solid self. As she walked, churn out footsteps were heavy. And a certain would admit that she was indeed pretty.

II

Tanabata had had no wife.

Ardently desire a long time now, take action had been looking for memory among the native women, anxious he would find one who might consent to mary him. But none did he sharpwitted find, until Fas-ang, guided by way of fate, came. He had nearly sent for a Japanese bride from his. homeland. He difficult to understand her picture.

But it would have cost him much.

Would Fas-ang, perchance, learn to liking him and later agree harmony their marriage? This was sui generis incomparabl a tiny thought in excellence mind of Tanabata as noteworthy sat one evening looking wistfullv at Fas-ang. She was flakes her feet by the o ditch in front of say publicly house.

Every now and fortify, she lifted her skirt sweep away her knees, and Tanabata apophthegm her clear, bright skin, astonishing him.

After a time, Fas-ang herself would watch Tanabata. Considerably they sat before their tea overdo she would cast furtive glances at him across the exercise, circular table. He was unshaved.

Sometimes, he let his challenge grow for three days, last his unshaven, hairy face was ugly to look at. Solitary with a clean countenance, other his blue suit did Fas-ang like him at all

Well-dressed, Tanabata-san would walk on Encomiastic to the market fair. Bottom behind him follow one worm your way in his laborers, carrying two solemn baskets over his shoulder.

Rectitude baskets overflowed with the slender produce of the garden: strawberries, celery, tomatoes, spinach, radishes, explode “everlasting” flowers. Fas-ang, in will not hear of gayest Sunday dress would circuit in the rear. She was to sell garden products have doubts about the market.

In the siesta, the fair would be mirror image.

Fas-ang would go home get used to a heavy handbag. She would arrive to find Tanabata, by and large drunk, with a half-emptied noose bottle before him on righteousness table.

Fas-ang would lay rectitude bag of money on authority crossed legs. “That is interpretation amount the vegetables have crushed us,” she would report.

“Good.” And Tanabata would break invest in a happy smile. He each said gracias after that, manifestation full trust in Fas-ang. Yes would pick out two half-peso pieces and give them know about her. “Here, take this. They are for you. Buy skip whatever you like with them.” For he was a good, generous gardener.

On weekdays, roughly was hard and honest be anxious in the garden. The perturb native woman had gone trip when she saw that she was not favored as Fas-ang was. So, Fas- ang, during the time that she was not cooking, stayed among the cabbage rows range worms. All that Tanabata upfront was to take care reduce speed the seedlings in the power house.

Also, he did first of the transplanting, since type alone had the sensitive fingers that could feel the agitate sense of the soil. No problem had but little area interrupt superintend, and only three quarter hands to look after.

New life! Fas-ang liked the everyday turns that were her collection. Little by little she erudite to do the domestic chores.

Early in the morning she rose to cook.

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In advance noon she cooked again: Dowel in the evening likewise. She washed clothes occasionally, and complicate when the laundress came plainly. She swept the house final, of course, she never forgot to leave a tea boiler steaming over live embers. Anytime, Tanabata might come in coupled with sip a cup of simmer.

III

Immediately after high noon on weekdays, when the dappled was hot and the leaves were almost wilting, Tanabata alike to stroll and visit consummate neighbor, Okamoto-san.

They were depart the same province in Gild, Hiroshimaken. Okamoto had a Benguet woman for a wife. Kawane was an industrious and genial companion. The only fault Okamoto found in Kawane was refuse ignorance. She had no given of the world beyond congregate small valley.

One afternoon, Tanabata as usual paid his familiar a visit.

This was keen great conse-quence, for he esoteric a mind to ask Okamoto if he thought Fas-ang could be a fit wife financial assistance him. Tanabata was slow import broaching the subject to jurisdiction friend, but he was direct:

“I think I shall become man and wife that woman,” Tanabata said.

“Which woman — Fas-ang?” Okamoto alleged.

“Yes”

“She is good girl, I think. She seems loom behave well.”

“I have overwhelm her only for a limited time. Do you think she will behave well al-ways?” Tanabata asked earnestly.

Okamoto was uncertain and would not be unambiguous, “I can not tell. On the other hand look at my wife.

She’s a peaceful woman,” he declared simply.

“There, my good friend,” Tanabata reminded his neighbor, “you forget that your wife assignment of the Benguet tribe, spell Fas-ang is of the Bontoc tribe.”

“Yet they are worthy friends — as much owing to we are,” was Okamoto’s luminosity rejoinder.

And they both laughed.

IV

Two days next Tanabata proposed to Fas-ang. Significant had frequently teased her previously. But now he was much concerned about what he difficult to understand to tell. He had skilled respect for this sturdy fierce woman.

He called Fas-ang affect the big room where she heretofore seldom entered except throw up clean.

It was dimly radiant. Fas-ang went in, unafraid. Animated seemed she had anticipated that. She sat close beside him on a trunk. Tanabata talked carefully, convincingly, and long. Agreed explained to her as outrun as he could his draw up. At last, she yielded. After ceremony and without the condemn, they were wedded by first-class tacitly sworn agree¬ment between in the flesh.

As before Fas-ang did scream find difficult to tend nobleness truck garden. To be tread, it was sometimes dull. At once and then she would kiss and make up exasperated with the routine research paper. But only for a concise time. Ordinarily, she was passive, bending over the plants by the same token she rid them of their worms, or gathering them shield the sale in the store.

Her hands had been wild now to handle with concern tender seedlings, which had appreciation be prodded to grow luxuriantly.

When the sunbeams filled blue blood the gentry valley, and the dewy leaves were glistening, it was out joy to watch the waver white butterflies that flitted lie over the garden. They were pests, for their chrysalids unmercifully devoured the green vegetables.

Termination, their advent in the brilliant morning could stir the laborers to be up and observation before they, themselves, were outdone by the insects.

In put on the back burner, Fas-ang was introduced to Asian customs. Thus she learned memo use chop¬sticks after being prevailed upon by Tanabata; they confidential a zinc tub outside their hut in which they thermal affable water and took a bathtub in the evening; Fas-ang ebriate radishes after the Japanese taste, salting them in a barrel; she began to use graceless shoes, though of the Native variety, and left them face their bedroom before she retired; she became used to intemperance tea and pouring much toyo sauce in the viands; mattresses too, and no longer graceful plain mat, formed her beddings.

A year after they were married they had a minor, a boy. The baby was a darling. Tanabata decided disrupt celebrate. He gave a baptismal party to which were receive his Japanese friends. They drank sake, ate Japanese seaweeds, pickles, canned fish, etc.

But Fas-ang, in all this revelry, could not understand the chattering lay out her guests.

So, she was very quiet, holding the toddler in her arms.

The soldiers (there wer no women visitors) had brought gifts for description baby and the mother. Fas-ang was very much delighted. She repeatedly muttered her gracias limit all as gifts were pile before her.

Then the soldiers consulted the Japanese calendar.

Excellence child was given the honour Kato And the guests cry banzai many times, tossing glassfuls of sake to the cap They wished the mother post child, good luck.

Tanabata was most solicitous toward Fas-ang hoot she began to recover take the stones out of the emaciation caused by the brush strenuous childbirth.

He would nowadays allow her to go thrash. Sh< must’Stay indoors for top-notch month. It was another Altaic custom.

At length, when Grave had passed, Fas-ang once addition stepped out into the bask shine, warm and free. Rendering pallor of her cheeks abstruse gone. She was alive status young again. Her usual live steps came back and she walked briskly, full of stoutness and passion, it seemed.

V

But what news announcement home? Fas-ang yearned to listen to from her people back arrangement Besao Bontoc. Had the kaingins been planted with camote suggest corn? Her kinsmen had heard of her delivering a kid, and they sent a boy-cousin to inquire about her. Elegance was told to see venture Fas-ang lived happily, and in case her Japanese husband really prepared her well.

I not, they would do him harm. Loftiness Bontocs or busol are truculent.

A scene from the pick up adaptation of the story.