After the goats, we went to see ostriches. I was no longer able to take photos because there was a small canal near the ostrich pen. And Raviv was itching to touch the ostriches!
Relief flooded through me when we were told to go to the gazebo to rest before the kids start to make their own pizza which we will eat for lunch.
But if I thought I’d be able to rest, boy was I soooo wrong! While the other kids made only small movements because the heat and the flurry of activities wore them out, my son was still a raging tornado! Paakyat-akyat sa trellis posts! I kept my eyes on him and chronicled his kalikutan. And then after he got tired (not tired as in pagod but tired as in sawa), he started looking to the direction of the ostriches and jumped with his hands going up and down saying, “Si-yoooot! Si-yooot!” I told him there was no basketball ring and there was no ball so he should stop. But then he pulled my hand and led me to the basketball ring near the ostriches (and near the canal!) that I never even noticed! Once there, he tried climbing the stand of the basketball ring! When I prohibited him from doing so he ran to the ostriches! I was so scared he might fall into the canal!
Good thing his Swede classmate Iina and her mom came right next to us. Iina by the way is Yaya Isay and Yaya Margie’s loveteam for Raviv. 😉 Raviv smiled when he saw Iina and tried to grab her hand. Si Iina naman, dalagang Pilipina ang peg at ayaw makipag-holding hands!
The fact that Iïna was hard-to-get seemed to excite my little big man more! Naku, inasar nang inasar si Iina–hinahawak-hawakan at ‘pag naiirita si Iina natutuwa! Hay nakuuuu!!! (Rone, help me!) I really had to pull him away.
Anyway, as I pulled Raviv away from Iïna, his classmate Cid and his mom were calling us, as it was time to make pizza!!! The kids were grouped in three and Raviv’s group mates were Cid and Miriam.
Of course, the kids made a mess of the pizza. When I was busily trying to salvage whatever we had left, I heard a calm yet strained, “Oh no Raviv, please no” from Cid’s mom. Goodness, Raviv struck again! He was wiping his pizza-sauce-smeared hands on to Cid’s shirt! Kakahiya sa mommy ni Cid! I showed Cid’s mom that I strongly disapproved of what Raviv did by seriously and firmly talking to Raviv.
At wish ko lang ganun din ‘yung ibang mommy. Hay. Pa-rant ha? Pero disclaimer muna: I do not think I have the best parenting skills.
See, when the kids’ pizzas were being cooked in the pugon, Raviv was running around (as usual). He was about to approach two older girls (from the other class with older kids) who were playing on the grass, but one of the girls put her hands on her hips and looked at Raviv with a really mean face saying, “You are not our friend! You. Are not. Our friend!” Friends, kumulo ang dugo ko! Even now as I remember her face as she was telling Raviv off umiinit pa rin ang ulo ko! Kung nakita n’yo lang talaga, talo pa sina Gladys Reyes and Bella Flores combined sa facial expression! It took all of my willpower not to make patol! I had to keep in mind that adults are not supposed to meddle with kids’ fights. The mom told her daughter off, pero ang meek. It was like she was just going through the motions. I’m not saying she should have shouted at her child but I hoped she had talked to her child more firmly. Ang sakit pala talaga ‘no when you see your child being treated like that? I really grabbed Raviv and hugged him fiercely, as if my hug would keep the cruelty of the world from getting to him. I know what the older girl did to my son was nothing compared to what he may experience in the future, and the thought scares me so much.
Anyway, after what seemed like an eternity (i.e., after more likot and after Raviv poured water into my bag!), the kids’ pizza was cooked!
The pizza, of course, tasted really good! If only I were at home I’d have eaten more than one slice! Kakahiya namang ipakita sa other moms ang katakawan ko 😉
Before we left, we were given pleasant surprises: Graco Farm gave us take home baon–2 salted eggs, leche flan and fresh goat’s milk each person–and a cupcake from a kid in the other class who celebrated her birthday the following day! Yay!!! 🙂
Indeed, it was a tiring, tiring day for us and when Raviv and I got home knocked out kami pareho! Randy knew he was not to disturb me and he looked at me with new-found awe and admiration. After all, I survived a day with his whirlwind of a progeny. 😉
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