Ronald is on a 3 week local leave. That means he mans the remote control at home.
When Marclee arrived from school last Thursday, he got frustrated that he doesn’t get to watch his favorite shows.
“Dada! Why are you not going to the office? Again and again!?”
Ysabella, while still sleeping, sang, “All the way home!”
This little piggy got it from her daddy.
My collegiate choir, the De La Salle Dasmariñas Chorale, went last week to Busan, South Korea to be one of the Philippine representatives of the Busan Choral Festival and Competition. It is a prestigious choral festival joined by choral hopefuls from around the world. It was a proud moment of Lasallians and especially to the alumni members of the group.
I told my colleague, Z, of this proud moment.
“Z, pupunta yung choir ko nung college sa Busan.”
“Ano gagawin nila dun?” She asked. “Sasakay sila sa tren?”
I wondered and then I realized – Train to Busan!
Whenever we are watching tv, Sab would say, “You’re watching this? I will watch Baby Bus on the phone.”
She made her own rules.
I called home last week.
Tatay: Kamukha na ba kita?
Me: Oho.
Tatay: Ganun talaga pag tumatanda nagiging kamukha ang tatay.
Me: Kamusta ho si Lolo? Healthy? Malakas naman ho?
Tatay: Tsk! Nung isang araw nga eh. Nag iinom kaming magkakapatid konti. Bigla namang sumali. Eh di nainis kaming lahat.
Me: Ah kasi bawal sa kanya.
Tatay: Hindi. Inubos yung alak namin.
😂
Ysabella started copying a curse word she kept hearing from someone – What the heck. We told her not to say it and she apologized and promised not to do it again.
Last night, I wanted to test if she remember what she has promised.
“Ysabella, remember the word that you’re not supposed to say?” I asked, “Don’t say that ok?”
“Ok. Don’t say what the heck.”
