“Miggy, kamusta Japan?” I asked my nephew.
“Malamig!”
“May aircon?”
“Wala,” he answered, “Dito na lang ako forever and ever and ever…”
“Why?”
“May lindol na… may tornado pa.”
Tag Archives: Miguel Valero
Miggy’s Japan
Miguel’s First Flight
Miguel was bound for Japan this summer.
Last Wednesday, while waiting for the plane, he told his lola, “Lola, bakit matagal!?” They had to wait for the plane for an hour. His patience is being tested.
“Mamaya pa,” his lola answered.
When they finally called in the first class passengers, Miguel asked, “Bakit nauna sila? Bakit di pa tayo sumabay?”
When they finally called in the first few rows of the plane, Miguel begged, “Lola! Sakay na tayo. Bakit di pa tayo sumabay sa kanila?”
When he was finally inside, he irritatingly begged, “Lola! Lipad na tayo! Bakit ayaw pa umandar!?” while the plane was still taxing.
While waiting for the plane, he asked, “Lola, gusto ko yung hingahan galing sa taas. Nasusuka ako.” he was talking about the air masks that drops during emergencies. He thought it was a barf bag.
A Flight Air Mask
After the flight, he told his lola, “Lola… Gusto ko dun dumaan sa slide.”
Emergency Exit
Tito and His Gadgets
“Miggy, aalis na si Tito. Babalik na ako sa Dubai,” I told my little nephew.
“Tito… Dadalhin mo ang iPad?”
“Oo.”
“Eh yung iPod na may monkey,” he meant the iPod Touch with the Temple Run app.
“Yes.”
“Yung laptop na may Angry Birds movie,” he meant the youtube videos with the Angry Birds’ movie parodies. He watch these using my laptop.
“Yes din,” I answered.
He disappointedly screamed, “Naaay!”
iPad and Biking
Yesterday, Miguel and I had a big fight.
He was begging to borrow my iPad so that he could play Angry Birds. Since I’m pro-physical activity (believe it), I told him, “Sige. Pero mag-bike ka muna ng sampung ikot sa harap ng bahay.”
He disapproved and just sees only what he wants, “Tito! Palaro ng Angry Birds…”
“Ay ayoko. Bike muna ng 10 ikot.”
“Tito! Angry Birds! Tito! Angry Birds!”
It kept on and on and ignored the little boy and continued reading.
After I left, he picked my book up and tore one page.
When I saw this, I told him to apologize to me, “Mag-sorry ka kay Tito!”
“Ayoko! Galit ako sayo!”
I held him and never let go.
Nanay and Tatay came and asked for Miguel but I told them, “Pag nag-sorry na s’ya.”
My nephew continued to cry. “Ayoko! Galit ako sayo!”
“Bati na tayo, basta mag-sorry ka muna kay Tito. Ibibigay na kita kay Lola. Palalaruin pa kita ng Angry Birds basta sorry lang.”
“Ayoko!”
After almost an hour of crying, he quieted down. He slowly sat in front of me, asked me, “Tito… Mag-so-sorry ako pagkatapos mo ako dalhin kay Lola.” (still on his own terms)
I picked him up, and brought him to his lola.
“Nag-sorry na?” Nanay asked.
“Pag dinala ko raw sa inyo mag-so-sorry na,” I answered.
“So…rry…” Miguel answered.
After 30 minutes of giving him to his lola, he approached me, “Tito, Angry Birds?” so I gave him my iPad.
He apologized on his own terms and was able to borrow the iPad without doing the 10 rounds of bike. Smart boy.
Today, first thing that he told me after I was up was, “Tito… Mag-ba-bike ako sa labas para pahiramin mo ako ng Angry Birds.”
I laughed and told him, “Sige! Ten ha?”
“Ok.”
Here he is after the 10th round.
“Tito! Ten na!” He exclaimed.
Miggy’s Angry Bird Addiction
Miggy knows how to play Angry Birds. The only hindrance between the game and him is when the iPad is in the home screen. “Tito, paano yung ‘Angry Birds’?”
One time he asked, “Tito palaro nitong Angry Birds?” while pointing at this app…
“Naku!” I told him, “Hindi yan Angry Birds. Twitter ‘yan.”
Bird nga naman yung sa twitter.
Miggy and His Seatbelt
Miggy joined me to see off Paula to her Baccalaureate Mass in school.
“Wear your seatbelt,” I told him.
“Nasa likod ko…” He answered.
“Hindi ko tinatanong kung nasaan ang seatbelt mo (where). Sabi ko isuot mo.”
Fart Wars: Lolo Vs Miguel
Tatay shared…
Si Miguel ba naman, dalawa lang kami sa kwarto.
Biglang may nangamoy.
Sabi ko, “Dang baho. Sino umutot?”
Ang sagot ba naman eh, “Hindi ako, Lolo! Di ko alam!”
Eh dalawa lang kami.The suspects







