September 4, 2008
After sweeping in the buladan, I washed my
uniform. After that, Aileen hired me as a laborer in concreting her kitchen
walls. Kuya Ungak was the foreman. It was my first time working in such construction.
It was hard but most of the time, I was just sitting and waiting.
At three pm, I stopped working so that I could prepare
myself.
Efear texted me, announcing that the poem I made and
sent to him yesterday was already a song. He put melody on it. I was glad, but
I did not converse with him for a long time. I just replied.
Here’s the poem:
ONE MURKY NIGHT
We met and we drank one murky night
Two huge bottles did not blur our sight
When I was almost a rabid dog
Pretending I could not yet see fog
We went to a deserted barn dance
Banged our heads upon our entrance
No one would care to shoo us away
Although we roughly swerve and sway
It did not matter how we get home
But when we get up with the spume
The culprit? We denied, but God knows
`Cause t’was on the midst of our pillows.
I reported in the 2nd and 3rd
period classes. In my first report, my classmates were so alive. I made them laugh
using personal experiences. They enjoyed my report. Though it would be continued
on Tuesday, I knew it did not matter to them. I could also see Sir Dipad
smiling over my antics.
In the last report, I did well. Ma’am Golloso
understood it, and so as my classmates. I hoped I would be exempted from the
final exam.
I wrote a lesson plan of a Four-Pronged approach so
that I could give it to Ma’am Girado morrow.
September 5, 2008
Minutes after waking up, I was already working on my
big book. I was so excited to see it in its final face.
I made it at ten o- clock. It was wonderful. Hanna and
Zildjian would surely like it. That was made for them.
Taking a nap after lunch weakened me. I wanted to
sleep all day, but I had to get up. I could not afford to be absent. While
invigorating, I text conversed with Efear. I have learned that he applied in a
call center yesterday.
Before I went to the library at 8:30, I let first Ma’am
Girado check my lesson plan. She said, “Magayon na `yon.” She commented, “Provide
more activities.” She said it before she left.
While I was in my last period class, Efear texted me.
He said, “Somtyms things change. Plans fail. Joy fades. Excitements gone. U
start to question why. Bt when u look beyond. Real friends remain. Pwd mo b to
gwan ng poem ung emo? Gwin q ulit knta. Pg di kn mtamlay ha.”
I replied, confirming my agreement. Immediately, I
started it.
At seven-thirty, I was in the library, writing a poem.
I slept early at 9:30
September 6, 2008
Dishwashing was the first thing I did after waking up.
Then, I opened the store. While I was there, I was text-conversing with Jeff
about the ‘One Murky Night.’
At nine-thirty, I was in the market.
While cooking, Tina and I were texting. She opened up
the incident that happened last night, between her and Malanie Franche. At first,
I was not totally interested with her clash with Malanie, but when she said, “An
comment nia s imo, mhiligon k dw mgami8 cn word n d man msyado inga2mit & maintindihan.
Tas mhiligon k mg-example cn sdiri mo. Tas inppara-impersonate ka pa.”
I knew also that she was not saying it to me for me to
feel angry to Malanie. She said, she just wanted me to be aware. It made me so
aware and mad.
I took a nap after lunch.
At quarter to five, Jay-R texted me. It has been a
long time since he last texted me. We regarded each other. And he asked me to
give him a text mate. He wanted a beautiful one. I promised him, but I would
look for one yet on Monday.
Flor texted me at 6:30. I immediately regarded Hanna.
I have learned that my daughter was already eating well. She said, “Grabe! Anlakas.
Nakakapagtaka nga e.” And when I asked her if she was still writing, Flor
said that she was. In fact, the house was always cluttered. Flor said, “Kaya
lang pangit ugali. Mana yata kay Mj.” I felt mad for Flor. Why did she have
to say that? She did not reply when I asked her, “Anong ugali?”
Before I slept at 10:30 pm, I text-conversed again
with Tinax. I told her that I was planning to change my dealing with some of
them because of what had happened.
September 7, 2008
I did not go to church today. I just did nothing. I
only cooked, dish washed, and dilly-dallied.
Aileen gave me P100 at 5:30. It was the payment for my
labor last Thursday.
I slept early at 9:30 pm.
September 8, 2008
Sweeping was the first thing I did when I got up at
past seven o’ clock. Then, I stayed in the store while doing visual aids for my
demo lesson tomorrow.
At past 9, I sent my poem that I wrote after the ‘One
Murky Night.” It was untitled when I sent it to him. Then, he entitled it ‘Forever.’
It goes like this.
In the world of uncertainty
No one is steady
Everything is in variety
Vanishing so quickly
Sometimes, things change
Plans fail
Joy fades
Excitements go
You start to question why
But when you look beyond
Real friends remains
Yes, it’s certainly true
I will stay the same
He stayed, he will forever
Even the distance meddles
We can put it out our way
There will be no failure
No more fading, no lying-low
Sometimes is not endless
Like what we are
In the ever-changing world
We are constant, changeless
Friends come and go
There’s always goodbye
But sometimes is not forever
His seldom, it is not everlasting
Forever we will cherish
Tween us, it’s a promise.
Immediately, right after I started another poem. It
goes like this:
Sabay tayong mangarap
Abutin ang tuktok ng ulap
Sabay tayong lumipad
Malalayang ibon ating katulad
Sabay taying maglakbay
Sa agos ng ating buhay
Tunguhin natin angndaigdig nila
Baguhin natin, tuloy magpakilala
Na tayong dalawa
Sa pangarap ay iisa
Halika, sabayan mo ako
Sa pagtahak ng tagumpay ko
Tayo na, sundan mo ako
Lumikha tayo ng bagong mundo
Naghihintay roon ang ating trono
Doon ay aawit tayo
Mag-iingay hangga’t gusto
Ating buuin, bawat pangarap natin
Doon sa bagong mundo natin
Ating puksain, ating lipulin
Kaharian ng kabiguan
Sapagkat bukas, tayo’y mag-aawitan.
My school day has been okay. It was like the other
days. I participated in the Q&A portion of the report at Prof Ed 6. And at
Prof Ed 7, Tina, Celine, and I talked about how mean some of our fellows are.
After dinner, I wrote a speech. It will be read or
recite it tomorrow at Prof Ed 3 and 13 before I start my reports. It goes like this:
Before I continue or start my report, I want to ask
something (about how you like my report or the way of my reporting).
1. Who
says my report is boring?
2. Who
says my style of giving reports is not effective?
For those who are sick and tired of listening to my
report or especially to how I take myself and other accounts of my life as
examples in our topic, you shut up. Better yet, you got out. If you think you’re
already intelligent enough to be in this institution, why are you here? You are
supposed to be teaching now.
Remember, like you. I’m also a student. Though I’m taking
up units, it doesn’t mean that I am a perfect reporter.
Don’t judge me because you’re not in the right place
to do so.
“Fool men talk becomes they have to say something.
Wise men talk because they have something to say. Be a wise man!”
This is intended for Malanie and Cheryl, as well as for
those who misunderstood me.
At nine-twenty, Mj and I text-conversed. We talked
about the text of Flor about Hanna, the estimation of yero in our roofless
house and Zildjian’s acts.
She was furious about Flor’s comment (Pangit ang
ugali ni Hanna.) Then, she worried that our son turns out gay when he grows
up. I advised her to keep the feminine things and expose him to the manly toys,
as well as to quit calling him bading. We both hope that it was not a
sign. She said that Michael, her brother, had been like that before.
Contemporarily, Tina and I were also texting. We
talked about my speech. She asked for some parts of it. She said, “Laglag
ang pustiso nian ni Franchie. Malamang sya nman ang mgwalkout.”
September 9, 2008
After sweeping, I had nothing to do anymore. Thus, I
stayed in the store. At quarter to 9, I studied. I prepared my report and demo
lesson. I also read the computer dictionary that I borrowed from Ate Che as preparation
for my report. I stayed there until lunch time.
I watched tv after lunch until 2:30.
At 3, I was already in school. I just bought a battery
for my N6103 cell phone. I was tired waiting for Taiwan’s promise.
I waited so long for 4 pm. I was excited to deliver my
Four-Pronged Approach demo.
Demonstration. It was good. They all like my big book.
All participated in the discussion. They understand it. While doing the demo, I
let them sign my big book. After it, Ma’am Girado commented. She said, “Dianison
talaga si Froilan.” My classmates kept on saying ‘Exempted na!” But
Ma’am did not say it. Besides, I did not like the idea.
My classmates’’ messages on the big book go like
these:
1. ‘Idol
n akita, Sir!” – Jasmin Esmeria
2. ‘Bcoz
of u, I dreamed of becoming a teacher din.” – Mitzz
3. ‘You’re
a very good teacher’ – Janet Dgamo
4. ‘Have
a good teaching profession.’ – Vhic
5. ‘Keep
up the good work! Tsup! Tsup!’ –Bernadeth Naga
6. ‘You’re
the best kuya for me. Gudluck & God bless!” – Jelisa Guelas
Ma’am Girado said or signed “There’s a sign that
you’ll be a very successful teacher someday! Congratulations! You’ll become the
best educator someday! Keep up the good work!”
Then, at 6:20, I texted all my classmates, who gave or
wrote their cp numbers in my big book. I thanked them for their messages. I almost
forgot my annoyance with Melay.
Mj and I conversed in text. She regarded my exam. I told
her that it was okay. In fact, I only got one mistake in a subject. Then, I
told her about the wonderful messages of my classmates in the big book.
September 10, 2008
I woke up early so that I could start the laundry
early. But, before that, I helped in doing household chores. Is wept the
clutters, I dish washed, and fired the leftover food. At nine, I was doing
another task. But I was directed to do marketing of food.
After cooking, I watched tv as well as after lunch.
I was in school at 2:30.
During my vacant period, I was in the library. Then,
Ate Che and Tina invited me to eat in the canteen. We ate and conversed there.
The topics were all about relationships.
I was home at 7;40. After eating, I helped Eking with
his project. Then, at 8:30, I sent the poem to Efear, that I wrote on September
8. He has not replied yet.
I texted Mj that I was thinking of going to Antipolo
City on Sunday since we were going to have an Intramurals from September 15 to
20. She has not replied yet.
I also texted Tina. I told her that Malani approached me.
The former did not answer back, as well. What was happening to these people?
September 11, 2008
At six-twenty, I was already downstairs, doing
household chores. Then, Ate Ningning and I cooked kakanin for merienda.
I was waiting for Mj’s text. I wanted to know if she liked
the idea, and if I could bring home the money, we would use in the roofing of
our house in Polot.
I missed my kids. I’m also excited to have my own
settlement.
I went to school early at 3 pm. I just read ‘Do-It-Yourself’
book in the library. I was looking for a project, an artwork to be undertaken.
My co-methodists were still planning for bonding
moment. I, however, did not commit. I told them that I was planning to go to
Antipolo City on Sunday.
Tinax texted me. She too did not like to join because of
her gap with Malanie.
September 12, 2008
After sweeping, I cleaned upstairs.
At seven, I watched ‘Barnyard: The Original Party
Animals’ on HBO Channel. It was an animated film. I have learned a quote “A
strong man stands up for himself. A stronger man stands up for others.” I
pursued watching tv until eleven-thirty.
After I took a nap, I decided to go to school early
due to boredom. At least, in school, I could read in the library. So, I did.
At five pm, the song composed by Efear arrived. He
sent it at 9. The song goes like this:
WHEN YOU LOOK BEYOND
Chorus:
But/Coz when you look beyond
Real friend remains… oh
Yes, it’s certainly true
I will stay the same.
In this world
of uncertainty
No one is steady
Everything is in variety
Vanishing so quickly
When everything has changed
When =everything seems so far away
When excitement is gone
And you start to question why.
Friends come and go
There’s always goodbye
But sometimes is not forever
Like what we are
In the ever-changing world
No matter how we don’t have to worry
Even the distance meddles
We can put our way.
(Repeat Chorus)
(I will stay the same)
Even when I’m left behind
(I will stay the same)
Even when I start to cry
(Will stay the same)
Whenever there’s a pain inside
(I will stay the same)
Every time you said goodbye.
(Repeat Chorus)
I will stay the same (3x)
(Fade)
At seven-thirty, I was reading in the library. I decided
not to go home early, although I was so hungry already.
September 13, 2008
I woke up at past six so that I could recharge my cell
phone’s battery. Then, I swept the dried leaves in the yards. I also watered my
bonsai trees, as well as Aileen’s plants.
At nine, Ate Quennie gave me P200. She has just
received her very first salary.
At ten, I was done cooking.
I took a nap before I went to Polot at 1 pm.
While having a rest, I decided to re-roof the smaller
part of the house instead of the big one because of the budget. Eight thousand is
not enough for the corrugated steel roof. I estimated that the big part will
consume 25 pieces, including the balcony or porch.
At past 5, I left Polot.
I was fascinated by the Pinoy Dreamers’ performances. I
remembered Efear, who was starting to love music. The number performed by Yeng
Constantino and the six finalists made me determined to write songs for my
friend. I knew, someday Epr will be famous.
September 14, 2008
It was 7;30 when I woke up. I immediately sought
something to do because Mama Leling was not in a good mood.
At eight-thirty, I replied to Jano’s text (“2L
musta? My alumni tau s Dec. P500 ang ambagan! Ksma ntin ang IV-2.”) He was
talking about Antipolo National High School-Annex very first alumni homecoming.
I told him that it’s costly. Then, I regarded Hanna. He said ‘Mataba na.”
I was glad to know it.
At ten-thirty, after watching tv, I washed my clothes.
At twelve, Papay Benson latently annoyed me. It was
after he asked for my help in taking out the big branch so that it would not
hit the cable and electric wires. It was as if it was my fault that it fell immediately.
In my anger, I cursed him secretly and stayed in the vacant house. I asked
pardon from the Lord later. It was not the first time he did it to me. He did
not consider the possible consequences of his or our actions.
One time, he wanted me to catch the huge jackfruit,
which was much bigger than my torso. How could I? Shit!
I took a nap after my anger cooled down. At three pm. I
got up. I then started writing a poem.
At past five, I had made it.
I
What a girl you had
She came with another lad
They met in the church
Which hurts you so much
It’s okay, it doesn’t matter
As long as we could still holler.
II
We’re one hour late
We missed the Christmas eve
What a night we had
She made it very bad
It’s okay, she’s just a whore
But, the night left us no more
We were so much late
We just did not separate
Tried to catch some fun
Before the rising of the sun
III
You laughed at me
When I quaffed the grande
Kicked by the red horse
Good thing, I didn’t disagree
Though my world turned `round
I know, you’re off the ground
I secretly laughed at you
Coz it affected you so.
I wondered why Mj did not text me.
September 15, 2008
I woke up early. Thus, I had to do household chores. I
also started preparing our viand. At nine-thirty, I was done cooking.
I was still anticipating Mj’s text. I started to worry.
I did not know what had happened. I knew I had not hurt her feelings.
From 12;30 to 5 pm, I was watching tv. I just took a
nap at 2:30 pm. Then, I started cooking.
After cooking, I sent the poem I wrote yesterday to
Efear. He said, “He he. Astig, tol!” But he wanted me to make it longer.
Bad thing, that the ultimate idea, I could remember. He told me that he would
try to reminisce about it.
Despite slightly drizzling weather conditions, I still
went to RGCC at 7:30 pm. Of course, I asked permission from Mama Leling. Also,
I contacted Tina and Padi Glenn.
The Search for Mr. and Ms. Intrams 2008 started at 8
pm. I could not find Tina. Glenn arrived but he did not join me in having a
shed under the speaker, where a good view was abundant and shelter from drizzle
was present.
At 8:45 pm, Mj texted me. She said, “Elow! My skit
Zj e, 4dys n my lgnat, ubo. Ayw kumain at dede. Knabitan nga suwero knina. Blik
uli kmi dktor pra s xray. Txt u Jano hram u me kht 5h. Wla n kc aq pmp-xray at
pmbili gmot Zj. Mkusap k n lng. Kuninq dun bkas.”
I immediately forwarded it to Jano. But he did not
reply. Then, I texted Mj. Here are some of her replies:
1. “Bgla
lng. Mlkas n nga sna sya kumain. NHwa ky Akisha. Uso skt s mga bta ngaun, gnun
din ung mga kasabay q knina nsuwero din.”
2. “D
nmn reply Jano. Cge gudnyt n. Nhihilo kc aq at ngsusuka. Sobrang pagod at puyat
ky Zj. Gs2 lagi karga. Slep na q ha? Gudnyt. Txt n lng q bkas.”
I pity Zj and Mj. I was feeling guilty. I should not
have In RGCC while my loved ones were suffering. Thus, I did not tell Mj my whereabout.
It was 11:30 when I got home.
September 16, 2008
I only had a few hours of sleep. Mosquitoes pestered
me all night long. It was six when I woke up.
At seven-thirty, I wrote two stanzas of the poem-song,
that Efear was missing out. It goes like this.
What a holiday, it was
Where’s the color of Christmas
The place turned black
It sucks, it did not rock!
Alas, we’re on our best get-up
Thus, on my mind, idea popped!
Visiting your girl was the last resort
We went there to court.
I laughed at you
And out the blame on you
You laughed at me
And put the blame on me
We laughed at each other.
And blamed one another’
Ha ha ha! Who’s the jinx?
Jano etxted me at 9:04. He said “Txt ko c Gie. Sya
my hawak ng budget nmin e. Mgtext krin ky Tai1, s Antipolo n pmpasok un, e,para
mpuntahan nrin.”
Mj texted me at 12:40. She said, “Pkibgay u nga no,
Taiwan. Wla dw pera Jano e. Kelangan q tlga dlhin s doktor Zj.”
I replied and we conversed. Here are her answers:
1. “Wla
k b mautangan jan, wla n tlga lhat. Nlapitan q n. Puro utang n nga aq e, d p reply
Tai1. Bka mkgawa k ng paraan jan. bayaran n lng ntin.”
2. “Wla
na. Umutang na aq ky Clove. 3h. Kay Lola 5h. Ky Ate Jeny 5h. Ky Mchel 4h. Ky
Mykl 5h. Wla n tlga. Wla pera T2 Jun. Twag p kmi T. Jay mya.Kelan p un dting.”
3. Pnhilot,
pntawas q n. D mwla lgnat at ubo. Ayw kumain, dumede. Ngtatae p. Pumyat n nga
e. Kelngan sya xray. Ngmana p ata sau Zj.”
4. “My
xray nman n pmbta. Ska sbi ng dctor. Ibbalik q p dpat ngaun. Wla p nga pera.”
I was very sad to know all about this. I pity Mj and
Zj. But I did not want to ask help from Papay Benson or anybody here because,
first, I knew they were in crisis as well. And last, I dd not want to drown
myself in a deep gratitude. I just hoped and prayed that Mj could provide the
amount.
After supper, I visited my stamp collection. I planned
to buy a magnetic photo album, where I could keep my stamps. Then, I started
making miniature books. It would be my next collection.
I went upstairs at past nine. I prayed to God, asking Him
to heal Zildjian.
September 17, 2008
At past six, I was sweeping while having coffee. After
that, I was pursuing bookmaking. At eight, I was done. It was 80%. It was
almost done. Yet, I must put on the words.
I was about to buy a magnetic photo album, but I went
back home thinking I needed money. I should not prioritize my hobbies. Besides,
I could not spend it on not-so-important things when my son’s suffering from a
sickness and my wife was problematic.
I’m worried yet anticipating Mj’s text. It hurts me so
much. I could not do anything, except prayer.
Before twelve, I finished my miniature book. And I also
sent the two stanzas to Efear. He said, “Whoaah! The best yuletide
experience. Sucks! Ok ini d best!”
At four pm, Mj texted me. She said, “Nkaconfine c
Zj ngaun d2 sa Unciano. Kelngan n e, dhil hanggang nagun ayaw kumain at dumede
kht 2big. Pkisbi n lng s pmilya u.”
I did not reply. I did not know what to say. I knew Mj
felt sad and disappointed in my family. I was so ashamed. Thus, when Efear
texted me, I told him my problem. He advised me to reply to Mj and make an
explanation. But I did not do it. I waited for her second message, which was “Nsa
ospital Zj. My amoeba dn. Imbes n ubo at lagnat lng ggmutin, Nkita rn s xray,
primary Koch’s infection, 2lad sau.”
I replied and we had a short conversation.
I pty Zildjian. I knew too how hard it was for Mj.
Mj texted me again at 6:44. She said, “Humingi k
nman ng 2long ky Auntie Vangie. Wla n tlga aq mlapitan. D q mkontak T.Nck o T.
Jay. Sna mkgwa k ng paraan.” She also sent
“Hingi k nman ng 2long s mga kpatid mo.”
I immediately texted Auntie Vangie. She replied
quickly. Thus, I had the guts to reply to Mj.
Auntie Vangie did not fail me, but my brothers did not
answer my text messages.
Mj also said “Sna mkhingi k ng 2long. Hndi k n kya
i-shoulder ang gastos. D n mganda nririnig q s knla lalo n ky Nnay.”
As always, Nanay’s acting like that as if she’s not
the granny of my kids. It’s not new to me.
God is punishing me for I’m not going to church for
many Sundays.
Auntie promised that she would contact Jano. She did not
want mama to get the money there. “Mapapagod pa,” she said. Later, we talked.
I have told her the opportunity of living in Polot is due to necessity. In enlivening
the conversation, she told me to pray and pray.
While writing this, I was not worrying too much. God is
great! He provided us. All we need is Zj’s full and fast recovery.
At 8:48, Taiwan replied. He asked what happened. Then he
pleaded to give P500 for Zj’s hospital bill. I thanked him.
September 18, 2008
I was sleepless due to toothache.
It was past eight when I read Mj’s messages, which
were sent to me earlier, while I was recharging my mobile phone. According to her,
Jano and Gie had been to the hospital where Zj was confined in. And he gave her
P1,000. But Mj did not know if it was the amount given by Auntie Vangie. Jano,
as well, did not tell her.
I told Mj that I felt ashamed to text and ask again
Auntie Vangie. So, we must presume that the amount was from Auntie, not from
Jano’s pocket.
At nine, Jenny texted me. She told me that they would
visit Zj tonight. Then, we had a long conversation about many things like what
Mj-and-I’s plan, her uneasiness with Gie, and their plan of going home to
Bulan. We bade goodbye at 11:30.
At one-twenty-four, Mj sent this to me: “Pnay lng
2log Zj. Ayw p rn nya dumede s bote. S akib lng ky lng bhira pero sabaw paunti
unti tintnggap n nya. Kpag d n sya nlgnat mghapon pwd n kmi uwi tom.”
It gladdened me, but when she said, “Ei, temporary bill
nmin P4580. Wla p doktor dyn. E, pra bukas p. Bka 6 or 7t.”
It saddened me a lot. I asked how we could provide it,
but she stopped replying.
At four-forty, Taiwan sent this message to me: “2l,
d2 n kmi s Unciano, ang payat n ng anak mu.” I was not surprised, but I felt
sad.
Before I closed my eyes to sleep, I talked to God. I thanked
Him and asked for financial help. I knew Mj’s still in terrible crisis and in
need.
September 19, 2008
At past six, I was sweeping.
I texted Mj, asking her about Zj’s condition. She
replied, “Lalabas n kmi. Ngbbyad n lng. P7365 bill.”
I was so shocked to know the bill. Ye, I was glad and
thankful that my son was okay now. I was just worried that our plan of roofing
our house in Polit was in danger.
Mj said, “Un nga e, utang tlaga un. Kya medyo purnada
tlga pmbubong. Tnwagn q T. Nck at T. Jay d smsagot. C Lola n nga gmawa ng
paraan.”
Then, I told her it’s okay, “Ganun tlga.”
At past 12, Jano texted me. He said, “Tol, musta n
Zj, nkuha ko n pera ky A. Vangie. 5k, kaltasin ko na P1500 n nbgay ko ky Mj ksi
pngrenew ko un ng license.”
I and Mj were so disappointed to him. We thought it
was his share or help to us. But it’s okay (again). Then, we text-conversed. Here
are his text messages and replies:
Jano:
Ok kung ganon! Alicin u n kc ang family mo.Kwwa nmg-iina mo e. Sge ingat k
dyan. Txt u nlang c Ant. Vangie.
Me:
My hnhintay kming pera pmpbubong sna. Panu nga? Ipanbbyad lng.
Jano:
Mgsama2 n kau kung saan tlga kau, wag u n cla iasa sa iba. Kaya u un. Hrap
lng un s umpsa.
Me:
Un nga plano. D2 ng km isa Polot. Lalo n pg nkpg2ro n aq. Pwd n aq mgboard
exam after dis sem. Kya lng, mlaking pera ang pgfile s PRC.
Jano: Wag u
n muna hntyin n mging prop ka, drating dn un, unahin u pmilya u, kc mkk2long dn
sau un. Kya mo un! Kysa nman ganyan.
Me:
Hindi n nga. Ang hnhintay nmin ang mabubungan ung hauz s Polot. D nmn pwd n
itira q cla d2 kna Ppay Benson. Ms mhirap!
Jano:
Wag un n hntyin pera n un, umpisahan u n dyab khit tolda, drating nlang ang
2long pg dyan n kau.
Me:
Ha ha! Utay-utay? Nkktwa nman un. Gstos din un khit tolda. Sa lng d n kmi
pgbyarin n A. Vangie pra mkabili ng yero.
Jano:
Ganon tlga s umpisa. Bubong lng problema pb yan. Mlalaki n anak u, mhrap na
iasa un s iba.
His final message annoyed me a lot. He was a jerk! I did
not know if he knew how much a roofing would cost. Besides, he thought I was
abandoning my family and letting them finance their needs forever. He did not
know my mind. I was planning for my mag-iina.
He did not reply. It was a good thing because I might have
said bad words to him. If he did not like Hanna’s presence in their house, then
he must tell Mama.
At past five, I thanked Auntie Vangie. I also promised
that O would pay her back as soon as possible. But when she replied she told me
that it was not ‘Utang.’ She gave it to me as help. I thanked her again. I was
so glad.
At 8;30, Mj and I were texting. I told her about my
bad feelings towards Jano. I also learned that Hanna was with her. I suggested
that she would not give Hanna again to them.
Before we stopped conversing, we agreed upon anahaw
leaves as our roof in Polot’s house.
I thanked God for the blessings.
September 20, 2008
Flor texted me at 8;30, thirty minutes after Mj texted.
She asked me if she could bring Hanna to Bautista. She also said “Anu byan.
Npka mtmpuhin m naman.” She has learned about Jano’s bad words. I did not
reply because I had no load.
Before nine, I went to Bulasu and conversed with Ate Quennie.
I went home at past 10.
Mj sent this to me at 11:26: “Msta? Nsa akin n ung
pera 3,400 n lng. Bnwas p ni Jano ung pnmsahe.”
Sh*t! He’s in great need! He’s more needy than us! God
bless him, huh.
I was vacant almost the whole day. I just cooked champorado
at 3 pm. Then, at 5:30, I prepared our dinner.
At 9, I was already upstairs. Mj sent this to me at
10: “Elow! Bkas n lng kta load ha? Tnmad aq lumabas. Humili pla aq mlk ng
kids ska gmot Zj knina/ Cge bkas n lng. Gudnyt.”
September 21, 2008
It has been raining since last might. I was supposed
to go to church today, but I decided not to. Thus, I stayed upstairs. Later, I pursued
writing the novel. Then, I came up to a decision that it would be entitled with
“Dumb Found.” It is one word; however, it was separated so that it would fit
the story.
It was 8 pm when Mj replied to my text message, I sent
at 9:30 am. She said, “D2 c Hnna. D q pinsama ky Flor. Ok n c Zj. Kmkain n
sya paunti unti. Blk kmi s doktr 24 4 chck up. Ska pra mkta xray kung my tama,
6 mos n gamutan un.”
I was so sad to know that my son might undergo such
medication. Yet, I was hopeful that it would not happen. Thus, I advised Mj to
take care of them very well. I told her to keep them away from electric fan and
contaminated water.
And when she told me that Tito Jay would not give s
again for roofing, I was so sad and disappointed. However, I accepted the fact
that it’s God’s will. I told her, “Kya mhrap tlg hmingi mg 2long.”
Then, she said, “If evr b mngailngan uli aq dnq
hhingi kn Jno. Bngyan dn pls c Mama u ni Auntie. 1k. Bnwasan p dn n Jnao. Ska d
n sya bnbigyan n Jano.”
My anger towards him increased. I did not know why he
was like that. He has work and was receiving salary regularly, but then he was
still in crisis, huh!
At nine-thirty, I was already catching sleep.
I prayed to God, asking Him to protect my children from
sickness and help me in my teaching career for I am eager to build my home in
Polot.
September 22, 2008
At six, I was already sweeping the clutter made by the
storm Nina. After breakfast, I went upstairs and did writing. I included the
chorus of my composition ‘When You Look Beyond.” It was sung by one of my main characters
in the novel, ‘Dumb Found.’
Aileen did the cooking. I was the one who did the dishwashing.
I pursued writing after that.
In the library, at 3:20, I spent the vacant period in
writing. And before I walked home at 7:30, I also did. I finished the 5th
chapter.
September 23, 2008
At six-thirty, I was doing household chores. Mama Leling
told or asked me later if I could buy her textiles in Sorsogon. I accepted the task
immediately. Then, I prepared myself.
At ten, I was already in Sorsogon. At two pm, I was
already home. I was feeling dizzy. Good thing, today, my schedule is from 4 pm
to 8;30. I still have time to rest.
I have fallen asleep. It was 3:55 when I woke up. Thus,
I expedited my moves. I was minutes late for my first period class.
Tinax told me, though I have seen her talking with
Melai, that the latter apologized to her already. I was partly happy because
she needed to say sorry to me as well.
On our second period class, I did not mingle with
them. I was still mad at her. Yet, I was willing to accept her apology if ever.
Along as she would not do it again to me and to others.
Ma’am Golloso was absent. So, Salve Jardin invited us
to their house in Managa-naga. I joined them since it was only 7 pm. I thought
we were just going to eat, but we were there pala to drink. But it was
okay. It was my first time to bond with them in that manner.
Good thing, the brandy-iced tea punch was well-mixed. It
was not too bitter, not too hard. I liked it. It was smooth to the esophagus.
We sang along. I sang many times. We laughed and
talked. I also met Ate Salve’s husband, who’s a policeman.
It was 9:30 when we left Ate Salve’s home. At ten pm,
I got home. Good thing, the door was still open. Mama Leling was waiting for
me. I told her that I watched a program in the Bulan Freedom Park. She did not
ask any.
At 10, I was text-conversing with Efear.
I slept at 11:30 pm.
September 24, 2008
At past six, I was sweeping the yard. Alter, I did laundry.
I finished washing before 8 am.
At 2:30, I was already in school. Alas! Ma’am Gerona
was absent. So, I had three hours of vacant period. I spent it upstairs where my
second period class was being held. I posted my visual aids, I took notes, and
text-conversed with Mj.
Mj and I talked about many things such as my plan of
not going to Antipolo during my semestral break, Zj’s skin test, my weak lungs,
Hanna and Zj’s development, etc. I was glad to know that Hanna was now eating
well. She loves bread. She could also write her first name. While Zj loves to
sing and dance. He knew how to keep trash, unlike his sister.
I think I haven’t had a clear report. However, my
classmates said that they do not have questions because my report was just terminology.
The definitions were enough.
After dinner, I went upstairs to sleep, but I sent
first to Efear the song I wrote.
ONCE
I once hated your childish voice
The way you grin
The way you laugh
I didn't like you baggy pants
Couldn't believe you wore it
I irked you nice with you hippie style
I couldn't relate
I couldn't take it
You make me sad
When you once condemned your mother
I hated you so much for that.
These are the things I hated about you
The things you changed
I wished you never did
But the things I somewhat missed.
Now I love your voice
Wanna hear your laugh
Wanna hear you shout
Wanna hear you growl
Now I love the real you
Wanna see you smile
Wanna see you around
With your new style
I don't care if you wear skinny pants
As long as it's not a funny one
I don't care how you do your hair
As long as you're still decent-looking
I don't care if you're noisy
As long as you're here to stay.
Efear did not reply if he received it or not.
September 25, 2008
After sweeping, I stayed upstairs to read and write. I
read my ‘Pahilis,’ an academic memoir of mine and I started planning to
write its sequel, which is about my schooling this semester. I wrote a rough
draft at one o’ clock in the afternoon.
Mj told me in her text message that she would get Zj’s
skin test result tomorrow and she would call her uncles.
I prayed to Gid before I went to sleep. I asked Him to
take away Zildjian’s weak lung disease.
September 26, 2008
I was so mad at 9 PM because Papay Benson said, “Hugakunoin
magsuli.” It irked me so much. Thus, I immediately prepared a suli na
langka, though I’m not fond of eating this. I still cooked because of my
uncle’s prejudice.
Mj texted me at 12:27 pm. She said, “Elow! Msta?
Thnk God at negative ung result. Ibig sbhin dw n d tlga sya n’expose s my TB.
It means n wla k tlga nun. Ok k n. D [ kta nloadan kc kontakin q p T. Nck.”
I thanked God. He’s so kind. He answered my prayer.
I left for school early because I did not want to be
occupied too much in sun-drying palay. I hope Papay Benson would not
think that I’m insolent. I had helped him before I went to school.
From 2:30 to 6:30, I was vacant. First and second
period classes had no teachers. I just spent it in the library and bonding with
Tina, Florenel, Celine, and Glenn.
I said ‘Goodluck’ to Glenn in LET on Sunday.
At seven-thirty, I was supposed to go home, but I
stayed in the library.
Later, Mj texted me. She said that she could not buy
me a load because she could not contact her uncles. It saddened me.
September 27, 2008
I swept the yard right after I woke up. Later, we
sun-dried 10 sacks of palay. And while doing so, I watched tv at Aileen’s
house. It was 11 am when I quitted. I cooked our lunch.
At past two, we re-sacked the palay because the
clouds were murky. It rained minutes later.
At four-thirty, Delon told me that Ate Quennie needed
me. I went to Bulasu immediately. She gave me something to do—lettering and drawing
tasks using the cartolina, Dasok was the one who cooked.
At six-thirty, Shaine-Efear’s half-sister, phoned on
me. We just talked about trivial matters, but I was glad that she gave me importance.
At eight o’ clock, I was done with Ate Quennie’s
project.
September 28, 2008
Today is Padi Glenn’s examination for LET. I asked God
to provide him the right answers. I hope he passes the exam.
I swept in the buladan while having coffee.
At eight-thirty, I went to the market to buy fish.
I was supposed to join my classmates in going to Salve
Jardin’s residence because today’s Managa-naga’s feast day, but I was not able
to do so. I did not want to leave Delon alone in palay sun-drying.
At four-thirty, we were done re-sacking the palay.
Later, I started cooking our dinner. This is my life.
At 5 pm, Mj sent this to me: “Sinundo ni Flor c Hnna.
Pnsma q n rn kc my sulat c Mama u, e, ska my skit p q d q maasikaso. Msta?”
I replied, but she did not answer instantly.
Padi Glenn texted me at past 5:30 pm. “Kakulog sa ulo,
Padi,” he said.
I told him that it’ s okay. I was sure he made it. He will
tell us tomorrow about the questions that he encountered in the exam.
Mj and I text-conversed at 8 pm to 10 pm. She said “Nkiusp
sya n pygan q c Hnna ipsama. Wag q n lng dw ipaalam sau… Sbi n Flor knusap dw
ni Mama u c Gie abt nga s mga cnbi n Jno sau.”
Mama is the only one who could understand us and my
situation. She wants Hanna in her presence because she wants Jano and Gie to
give or pay her off on babysitting Love.
We also talked about our kids. Hanna has a fever.
Zildjian has bowel movement problem. We were afraid that it was amoeba again.
September 29, 2008
It was minutes before seven when I had to get up and
help Delon in loading the sacks of palay to be milled today.
At eight am, we were home.
At quarter to ten, I greeted Sheryl Guelas a happy
birthday. We conversed later.
At past ten, I was directed by Ate Ningning to buy
paints and other construction materials.
At twelve, Mj and I were texting about corrugated roofs.
I told her that I canvassed the price of it. We decided to use yero
instead of anahaw in our house in Polot. I hoped Tito Jay would send us
immediately.
Efear requested from me to write him lyrics about ‘Crossroad.’
At 4 pm, in the library, I made it. It goes like this:
CROSSROAD
Every day seems to be a crossroad
From time to time, we're crossing ---
The main road of hodgepodge matters
The street of jumble occurrences
Every day seems to be a crossroad
You don't know what to do
It's so hard to opt where to go
But when you pick the best
It is surely your success
Beware of crossing the crossroad
You don't know what's waiting there for you
When you go back. it will happen again
Then you will be locked in the past
If you take a turn to the left
There might be a deadly ravine
You might deeply fall
If you go forward, who says you're safe?
You might hit the wall
It's hurt, it will make you bleed
If you make a right turn, I think it is the perfect
path
But remember, it's not a fact
But when you choose the right track
Something is waiting there for you
Just don't procrastinate
Time is ticking. You can't afford to miss the train
If you stumble and fall. stand up and move again.
Because when you cross the mixed-up road
Have the right choice, you need precision.
I was sad when Efear did not regard or acknowledge it.
Later I started rough drafting a gospel song that Delon
requested. I have done it at 7:30. It goes like this:
SONG OF WORSHIP
I will lift up my hands to the Lord
Thank Him always in manifold
For the unlimited breath
For taking away my wreath
For life is a blessing
For answered prayer and healing
I will exalt God to the highest
Praise His holy name to the fullest
Tell the world of His greatness
And his steadfastness
I will glorify Jesus
For He is faithful to us
I will sing a song of worship
To the Lord. To the Lord
I stayed in the library after my last period class, but I still had to
dishwash when I got home.
September 30, 2008
It was raining when I got up. Thus, I was free to sweeping. I just
watched tv after breakfast.
Mj texted me at past 7 am. I then asked her if she already fetched Hanna
in Bautista, she did not yet due to her illness. But she will, she said.
I was free of any household chores today except of a few dishwashing ang
boiling of cassava for merienda.
At 3;30, I was already in school. I listened to the radio on my cell
phone while waiting for the time.
At five-thirty, Ate Che, Ate Salve, Tinax, and I bonded in a lugawan.
We dined in there. Despite of heavy rain, we came up to that healthy idea. Good
thing, I have budget for that.
At seven-ten, after Ma’am Golloso gave her instruction about remedial
class on Saturday, we were dismissed. I was home at 7:30 pm.
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