Yesterday was the last day of our Los Banos Batch 2 review classes, while today is goodbye for Los Banos Batch 1 students. It bugs me. I’ve been with these two batches (12 sections, about 360 students) for almost three weeks. Teaching theem was a joy–there was almost never a dull section. My corny jokes were “benta” to most everyone (aminin ninyo! Finding Nemo, Dora the Explorer, and ofcourse, the latest: birds have hands! harhar) , and almost everyone was in awe of how I explained grammar in terms of math: Dewmainean Theorem Proving in Pronoun Cases, Trigonometric Functions in Verbs, Inequality Statements (?) in Prepositions, Problem Solving in Double Negatives, and many more! Hay. I feel sad because: [Read more...]
Yesterday, as I was about to go to my afternoon class and handing Raviv over to Yaya Isay at the kitchen, Raviv suddenly pointed to something furiously, with matching, “Wooo! Woooo! Woo!” soud effects, and mala-Julia Montes/Angelina Jolie nguso pointing to something on the dining table…he was pointing to the okra! Yaya Isay got him an okra and then he started to munch on it with so much gusto!
If you guessed it was Yaya Isay’s doing, you’re partly right!
If you’re no longer new to my blog, you probably know how protective Yaya Isay is of Raviv. Waaay more protective than I even am. As in nothing is ever Raviv’s fault. And because Raviv’s only other baby ka-interaction is his cousin Yoona, in the eyes of Yaya Isay, it’s always Yoona who’s at fault.
Like, just about a week ago, Yaya Isay made sumbong (I know, I know, it’s just that I can’t think of a better term) that “Sinabunutan ni Yoona si Karbee Ma’am…” I replied with a dispassionate, “Ow talaga?” and went on to do my stuff. Later after I’ve had my lunch, Raviv and Yoona were in Raviv’s playpen when I reached for Raviv’s cheek to kiss him before I proceed to my class. Raviv wanted me to get him, and cried “Na! Na! Nana!” Unfortunately, I can’t get him because I really had to go. Then, he started pinching Yoona’s face (I think he was doing it so I would get him). I told Yaya Isay what Raviv was doing (she was washing the dishes), but she merely replied: ”Ganti niya lang ‘yan sa ginawa ni Yoona sa kanya kaninang umaga Ma’am…” I had no time to lecture Yaya Isay that we’re not supposed to teach Raviv that “Revenge is a dish best served cold” motto. I told the story to Randy and we had a good laugh. Then days after that incident, Yoona and her family left to live in their summer home. I loudly wondered, “Will Yoona miss Raviv?” to which Yaya Isay replied, “Oo mami-miss ni Yoona si Karbee…wala na siyang aagawan, wala na siyang sasabunutan, wala na siyang aawayin...” (O di ba ang bitter?). OK Isay, we get it. Santo na ang alaga mo. Martir kung martir, haha. [Read more...]
Clues: There’s no place like “it”; we pray that God Bless ”it” always; and “it” is sweet. Another clue: we did not have to spend on gas, on entrance fees, or on cottages. Sirit na?
Continued from Our Liliw and Majayjay Sunday Getaway Part1
We left at around 2 p.m. because nobody wanted to continue swimming anyway (ang lamig nga kasi!). Then I suggested that we go to Liliw na lang, which all the ladies in our delegation supported. Hernan (Randy’s friend who was with us) said that Liliw was but 15 minutes away. Because Randy was in a good mood, he agreed despite the fact that Liliw = footwear shopping (hooray!).
And the Liliw adventure is what I’ll write about on my next post.
So we arrived in Liliw at about 2:30 p.m. Problem was, we had no money! The P1,000 I had in my wallet was used when we stopped for gas (we stopped for gas at somewhere really rural thus credit cards were not accepted). Randy too only had but a few hundreds, and my aliporeses did not bring cash either! Of course, they also wanted to buy their own footwear and were counting on me to give them advance salary. Good thing we saw an ATM near the shoes shops! Anyway, here are the goodies, to show you but a few: