Yesterday, Ella played with two boys (I guess they are around eight or nine). When I woke up this morning, they are already on the adjacent lot waiting for Ella. I went outside to bring out the laundry that hasn’t dried and saw the two boys and two girls! So now it was multiplied and it scared. I told her this is not our house and she shouldn’t call the kids over to play. But Ella didn’t call them, they just appeared from nowhere. Maybe from the house at the back. The girls were also the same age as the boys I guess. What else could you expect for a girl who hasn’t played with REAL kids? She dashed outside upon hearing the commotion and was excited to see the girls. They played almost all day having just a few minute break for lunch. When Donald went to the mall to check my sister’s account (cause she couldn’t get off her online job) I sent Ella along to have two rides of merry-go-round and see some real kids. (And to send the girls home too) I felt guilty because when I try to explain my point, we ended up having this short battle of wits:
Me: Pauwiin mo na sila baka hinahanap na sila ng Tatay nila. Dito ka na sa loob maglaro (Send them home now, their father might be looking for them. Come play inside.)
Ella: Mommy, gusto ko ng kalaro. (Mommy, I want somebody to play with.)
Me: Laruin mo si Carrot. (You play with Carrot)
Ella: Gusto ko ‘yong nagsasalita….’Yong totoo. hindi naman nagsasalita si Carrot. Bakit kasi hindi pa ninyo ako bigyan ng kapatid…(I like one who talks…Carrot doesn’t talk. Why don’t you give me a baby sister…..)
That ends our debate. I lost. A.G.A.I.N.
Here’s a photo of Ella nd Carrot (Excuse the picture quality…I only used my cellphone here)
Anyway, there are things that I should be celebrating today. One is, my blog is approved by Link Worth. Yipee!!! and I am working on my essay to submit for Academia Research. Hopefully, if my essay get approved I can earn $$$ for writing essays!
And most of all, it’s my Daddy’s 54th birtdhay! Well, he’s not with us in Davao. We rarely spent time togther since he’s in our small farm in Pagadian but we will see him on Mamang’s 2nd death anniversary in May. Daddy just loves living in the farm which makes him closer to nature. He loves fishing very much and I usually go with him when I was a kid. He taught me from hunting for worms in the backyard which I will put in my hook as a bait, to finding the good spot in the river to throw my string. We will leave the house early in the morning and have to walk a few miles to reach the river. My sister Crislyn never went with us since she just loves staying at home and my younger sister was just a baby then. My fish pole, which Daddy carefully made, has three hooks which catches three fishes in just one sitting. After a day of fishing, we will walk home when the sun sets with our catch of carps, tilapia and electric ells. Oh I missed grilled fish fresh from the river.
Daddy was then in the Armed Forces of the Philippines and he raised us in military way. We were not allowed to talk infront of the food nor we are not allowed to talk about other people’s lives. To him gossip is what average people does. “Mano” and the use of “po” and “opo” are a few things we couldn’t forget. Daddy is hardworking and very disciplined person. I didn’t hear him say unpleasant things to other people even how mean they are. But inspite of how good he is, Daddy is not a good businessman. He has tried different businesses and all failed. To him, when people couldn’t remit the day’s earnings he still gives them stocks for the next day. He always say “How can the pay their debt when they have nothing to sell today?” And this goes on and on until they couldn’t pay anymore the debt they owed him. When we ask him why he won’t go after them and demand for their payments, he would just answer “They will pay if they want.” Worst thing is, some of them even denied that they owe him money and he will just shrug and say “Bahala na ang Diyos sa kanila.” This we call Daddy’s CHARITY work.






by Tim Ramsey, on April 15 2008 @ 11:43 am
I recently came accross your blog and have been reading along. I thought I would leave my first comment. I dont know what to say except that I have enjoyed reading. Nice blog.
Tim Ramsey
by Yen, on April 15 2008 @ 2:49 pm
Adorable little girl you got there! She’s a beauty;) And my Dad is an x-military too;) Kaya I know about being raised in a military Dad! Si hubby ko ang una at huling lalaki na pinakilala ko sa kanya na bf ko nga..hehe
by Julie, on April 15 2008 @ 4:06 pm
Your Dad sounds like he has a big heart. It’s too bad when other people take advantage of that.
My kids feel like Ella… If any of the neighbor kids come knocking, they are OUT the door, lickety split… And usually, they are not the type of kids I want my kids to play with. *sigh* … But they want SOMEONE to play with, you know?
by Borski and Nai, on April 15 2008 @ 4:38 pm
..again i say..manghuri na lagi..para di magmingaw..