I am making this early post tonight. Donald and Ella are still finishing their dinner while I am here now writing. I hope I won’t bore you to death.
I didn’t worked last night because I feel so tired..dead tired from yesterday. I thought I could get up at 12 midnight to get online but I couldn’t get my back off the bed. Donald attended the homeroom meeting at Ella’s school and I went out in the yard to do some weeding, tilling and planting. I don’t get out under the sun often since we moved here that’s why I feel like a dried mango when I went under the shade.
Donald said the meeting was about the Nutrition Month Celebration at school. Honestly my jaw dropped when I heard his reports. There will be table setting and cooking contest. I was WHAT???? The 5 year olds will cook and set the table??? But no, the parents will. Oh I thought this celebration will be for the kids, why are the parents on the scene? ‘Twas my first time to hear this and I literally dropped my jaw. Then second thing that made my jaw drop was there would be contributions for a LECHON (roasted pig). Why the hell would there be lechon during a Nutrition Month Celebration??? Don’t get me wrong, I grew up with a teacher mother and we attended schools before that has some Go, Grow and Glow Foods set on the table outside the classrooms that awaits judges. Then there are some veggie dishes and the “binignit”. This snack is my lifetime favorite….it is like a porridge made of bananas, yam, jackfruit and some tiny circles like tapioca cooked with sticky rice and some stick rice balls. Even there are strange things agreed in the meeting, the binignit is the snack the parents will prepare for the cooking contest. So there would be pots after pots full of binignit!!!! Can’t wait for that day to come. And hey, the most strange thing is the parents and guardians here never complained of the amount to be contributed and they are even very pushy to have lechon on that day! (the culprits) 
While last year in Davao, the parents there are always complaining even for just a little amount!
At one point, one parent said whatever amount that would come up short for the lechon will be shouldered by the PTA officers. Since they have just elected officers, and Donald is the Vice-President, he reacted almost violently (with rolling eyes) I was kidding Donald have been the Prince Charming and not the VP
In the afternoon, after our nap I went to do some gardening again. Donald was at the wake with Tatang. While I was raking the weeds on the bermuda grass that I have pulled (yes, I carefully pulled each one so I won’t ruin the bermuda bed that is still growing), I was stung by bees! Now I have a big, fat, bulging, hot, painful left arm. 
Tomorrow I will burn their hive so Ella won’t get hurt too. She was actually afraid…so afraid of bees because she was stung once from the same hive. I didn’t realized there is a hive there in the corner plant near the gate. I thought the bee that stung her was just wandering around that time. With the trauma, Ella didn’t even want to eat honey. Donald bought a bottle the other day and he let me and Ella have a tablespoon each. After me was Ella’s turn and boy, Donald had a hard time convincing her to eat it. We are wondering why because Ella just loves eating yet she refuses honey. We asked her why….she answered “Because I am afraid of bees….they bit me…so painful!!!! Are there any bees in here?” Pointing the honey on the bottle. I almost fell off my chair! She was so afraid to eat honey thinking they would sting her again. Now she learned something about bees. 
