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Driving Power

“Gusto ko tabi ni Tito,” Miguel cried as his mommy is not in the Philippines anymore.
“Sa tabi na lang ni Tita Chie?” we asked him. He ignored it.

“Parang alam n’ya kung sino ang in power. Marunong ata sumipsip,” I asked ate Richie.
“Baka dahil nag-da-drive ka?” Ate asked.
“Yun din ang iniisip ko eh,” I answered.
“Sige, bukas mag da-drive ako around Plaridel (Subdivision) isasakay ko s’ya para alam n’yang ako eh nag-da-drive din,”  ate Richie thought.
“Tama,” I answered, “Ibig sabihin ba nito eh dapat pinag-da-drive din natin si Jo (Yaya)?”

 
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Posted by on March 29, 2011 in It's All Relative

 

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Gift for Lola

“Ano iuuwi natin sa lola mo?” my friends asked when I told them to buy something for me to give to my grandmother.
“Kayo na bahala. Babae kayo.  Alam nyo na dapat ‘yun,” I answered.
“Anti-aging kaya?” they asked.
“Ano ba!? Huli na ang lahat.”

 
 

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Tem & Miggy: Huhuhu

Tem finally returned to Dubai while everyone was still here.
I saw her off in the airport together with Tatay, Nanay, Paula, Ponette and Tem’s little Miggy.
When it was about to say goodbye, Tem could only hug and kiss Miggy goodbye. My lightbulb lit and told myself: Photo Op!

After Tem got off the car, nanay sat beside me. I showed the picture. She cried. I told her, “Hehe. Sadista.”

At home, all my sisters were waiting for us, I immediately showed the picture to each one of them, “Eto lang maipapakita ko sa inyo.”
Tears fell from their eyes:  Sadista.
Nanay asked, “Ano ‘yun? Bakit sila umiiyak?”
“Yung picture ho,” I answered, “Gusto n’yo ulit makita?” then showed it to Nanay.
“Huhuhu!” Nanay answered while tears slowly fell from her eyes.

 
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Posted by on March 29, 2011 in It's All Relative

 

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Volume Classification

After observing that almost everybody in our family has loud voices with all the screaming around the house, Ate Richie told me, “Ang lalakas ng boses natin ano? Sigawan ng sigawan sa bahay na ‘to.”
“Ganoon talaga, ate, pag mayaman,” I boasted, “Kasi pag mahirap ka, maliit lang ang bahay n’yo, ‘di mo kailangang sumigaw kasi konting salita lang maririnig na. Eh kapag malaki ang bahay, kailangang sumigaw para marinig sa kabilang dulo ng bakuran.”
“May punto ka d’yan,” my sister agreed.

Volume is directly proportional to household income.

 
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Posted by on March 28, 2011 in It's All Relative, Observant

 

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ASAP Alone

“Akala ko ba nanonood ka ng ASAP?” I asked ate Pam walking around the house while ASAP is still on.
“Ayoko mamintas ng mag-isa,” she has a habit of telling singers and dancers that they are fat, too thin, ugly or some other negative physical stuff.
“Ate Pam, kaya pala hinihila mo ako tuwing mapapadaan ako sa salas… para lang sabihan ako ng mga panlalait,” Tem answered.

 
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Posted by on March 28, 2011 in It's All Relative, TV Stuff

 

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Miggy: The Alarm Boy

Miggy was trying to wake his mom up, “Mommy, wake up na!” while rubbing her face, “Mommy! Wake up na… Di na night. Sunshine na… Mommy…”
Tem was up but she just needed a few more stretching though she really was still sleepy. She heard the door open then closed. She told herself, “Hay salamat… Makakatulog pa ako.”
After a few minutes, she heard the door open again and heard our battery operated cookie jar — the one that does a cock’s Crook-a-doodle-do when opened. Miggy opened this a million times so that it’ll do the cock’s wake up call.
“Mommy, ‘di pa pag may chicken na, gising na dapat. Wake up na.”
Tem laughed so hard with the thought of how clever her kid is. She’s finally awake.
The problem was Sam was also sleeping in the same room. She could only scream, “Miguel!!!! Ang ingay mo!”

 
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Posted by on March 28, 2011 in It's All Relative

 

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Tatay’s Vodka

I bought home Tatay some liquors but when he saw that we were trying to open a bottle of Vodka for the visitors on Nanay’s birthday, he could only say, “Anak, salamat at inuwian mo ako ng Vodka.”

 

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