Tuesday, 6th of March. My sister, Chicka, sent a text message to my sister, Juvy. Juvy called her up and from the tone of her voice I knew that something’s up. After the phone call, she told us that the FX Taxi she rode with her 2 classmates was held-up.
As she was relating the story to us, we found out that the 2 men were armed with guns. But thank God no one got hurt. My sister was able to think fast and she was able to slid her 2 cellphones and her friend’s iPod Nano at the backside of her seat. Unfortunately, when the 2 guys were about to get off the vehicle, being that its keys are very sensitive to touch, it lit up. The guy, of course, took the iPod from her.
After two days, while I was cooking lunch, I heard one of our dogs, Chipipo, yelping in a weird way. Juvy and I went out to look at him. He was lying on his side and it was like he was spasming and then he slowly closed his eyes. Maybe his yelping was his way of saying “goodbye”. Juvy went to his side and started crying. I wasn’t really crazy about that dog, but I felt sad, too. Juvy used to be the one tasked to feed our 2 older dogs. My dad said that one of the reasons he died is for eating live chicks. We have chickens, too. He said that the tiny bones of the chicks might’ve done something on his insides.
Chicka’s friend told her that according to her mom, our dog saved her life. In our culture, it was said that when we encounter a near death experience, there would be an instance that one of our pets die. I didn’t believe it, but I think I do now. One of her classmates that was with her sent her a text message and told her that her pet cat died!
Eerie.
Chocolate Chairs
Yesterday afternoon, my classmates and I went to Sta. Ana Elementary School to help fix and pain their desks. A few of my classmates and I were late for 20 minutes, thanks to me! I couldn’t leave home right away because my dad asked me to wait until he gets home.
Anyway, there were other students from the other sections. This is actually a part of our community service for our NSTP subject. I believe this will be the last one. I painted 2 desks by myself, and I helped Melai with 1. Painting desks wasn’t really hard, what sucked was that we were under the heat of the sun, plus we were standing on uneven grounds. It’s nice to help out with little things such as that, but I was sore after. It’s my time of the month, you see… and before I went there, I was already feeling nauseas.
It’s a good thing that I wore house slippers because there were paint droplets on it now. It’s pink and the paint is in a chocolate brown hue. One of my students was there, watching me paint their chairs. I didn’t bother talking to her because I didn’t like the fact that there were instances when they didn’t attend their tutorial lessons. Their school is a bit far from where I live, and it was a waste of time and money going there and finding no one to teach. I feel a little bad that those kids didn’t really learn anything that they can take with them because their attention span is just to short. Dré painting a desk chair.
Fast Paced
I finally have DSL. It was up and running the other day and I was ecstatic! My dad and I tried it out. He checked his email that he hasn’t checked for ages, while I did some uploading and upgrading on some of my sites. It feels good to be able to do things fast.
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