This fish will always be memorable to me, as there was an abundant supply or flying fish in the home province of my grandfather,
Lolo Polonio, where the fishermen and their wives clean and dry them when caught. As a young girl, I saw that most fish folks living in Torrijos, Marinduque, survive with the supply of dried flying fish. My grandfather used to bring dried flying fish whenever he travels to the city to visit us. I can not remember any native name for this fish, they simply call this fish "flying fish"