I woke up and saw the sun already up before I did, and heard real chirping of birds, not canned effects, but real. and I look out my window and saw the pomelos hanging from out the branches. These are among the blessings of living in theprobinsya. The rustic scenery somehow lifts your mood. I can hear the whirr of the wheels of early motorists from a distance, telling me this whole provincial city is awake. Well this is a special day.
My grades are done but I have to go to school for other random duties as a teacher. The semester starts next week and I have new courses to teach. I wouldn't want to think about them for the moment because today is my second son's birthday.
He fills the house with his laughter.Now that he is here, the house comes to life again. Last week when three of them were here, the house reverberated with their laughter and stories of their adventures.Always, his laughter was the loudest.
This was the lively toddler who hugged me tight when ever I came home from my master's classes...those summers when I had to leave him to the yaya during the weekdays. I felt guilty because I could bring only one child alone and that was the older one.
He remembers how I used to let them listen to audio books when they were children. Now he brings home an e book of the Harry Potter series. He says he plays it to put him to sleep at night. That is reminiscent of those days too. And he says the type of music that I love to listen has the same effect on him as his e books. So this house now echoes with the harry Potter reader if not the music of Michael Buble', the Beatles and Josh Groban Evanescence which are among my favorites.
When he was in high school he drove me crazy when I discovered he uninstalled my windows program twice. It was the time when I was the only one who had a pc in the neighborhood and I was wondering how he did it. and I wondered even more when he reinstalled it all by himself, without help from technicians.
I do not know if he is trying to make up for those mischiefs he did to my computers when he gifted me with a netbook last year. But he was right for giving me that. It has become my favorite companion and past time. Lately he gave me a camera. But this Mom who does not have aesthetic sense, still needs a lot of tutelage before she could become a brilliant photographer.
Well he did tutor me, but not in taking pictures but on how to use the excel program. He taught me how to key in formulas so I could compute grades easily. He ended up doing my grades. At school when I tried to print out my grade sheets, I discovered the flash drive did not save the corrections. I forgot all the steps he taught me so the student assistant who helped me had to go back to the "mano-mano" (write over the data since I forgot the formulas) system I was so used to.
Well I should park my pen here as I am planning a surprise for this son who wants desperately for his Mom to be Techy (my that word again!).
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