Carrying Tales
“Your amo (boss), she’s in the hospital?”
The help looks shocked. “No! Why would she be? She’s not due til October.”
“Oh. We thought she’s given birth already. We haven’t seen her in a long time.”
“Oh, that.” The helper shrugs. “I don’t think they like going out. She stays holed up in her room for days. Imagine, all she does is watch TV. Mamatay ko (I’ll die) if I do nothing but that every day!”
I listen on in amusement, feeling just a tad offended because the help made me sound like the biggest loser this side of the equator, a person without social contacts, a leper, an outcast, one who doesn’t get truckloads of invites to parties and the hippest events about town (okay, I exaggerate; the only invitations I receive are to dinners and lunches with the girls and to the birthday parties of the little girl’s fanged friends). Still, I can’t fault the help. Even I find this lifestyle over the top.
I wonder how stay-at-home moms wing it. I’m a mom, I stay home, and I’m going cross-eyed with boredom. Sometimes, I get so bored I even listen to the radio drama the help follows ever so religiously. Handumanan Sa Usa Ka Awit, Kini Ang Akong Suliran - who knew programs like these would survive the test of time? Then there’s Teban, and Goliat, and Happy Mart. Those two men are probably as old as the dinosaurs by now but they sound the same. Sometimes, while secretly tuning in to what the help listens to, I could almost imagine I’m ten years old all over again – thin, pale, aloof, and amazed that adults all have to live in a world so complex they need Dr. Lourdes Libres Rosaroso to help them chart it.
Hi! My name is Chin, and this is where, to quote Jane Austen, I "run mad and as often as I choose."
August 1st, 2008 at 7:19 am
Haha. Those dramas are hilarious.
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August 1st, 2008 at 6:56 am
chin, one day very soon i’d be at your doorstep, carrying some mango tarts so i can prevent you from being permanently cross eyed. =p
hey, we can do the make up sessions na! dili na ta busy. hahaha.
August 1st, 2008 at 8:53 am
As in, even though I don’t understand them most of the time. Hahaha
August 1st, 2008 at 5:29 pm
Hahaha! My personal favorite was Nino, Ang Batang Gamhanan. I actually listened to it more avidly than the help. But, hey, I was 9 years old and very bored.
P.S. You change your template more than I change my socks. Not that I wear socks, but you know what I mean.
August 1st, 2008 at 5:40 pm
baden, when she was a little girl, so loved teban and goliat. haha. be well, chin.
August 3rd, 2008 at 11:57 am
hi chin..we missed you last night. don’t worry it won’t be like that forever. you’ll have days where we can strut the walk and fill ourselves with good looking men.
take care.
August 4th, 2008 at 1:59 am
Kaith, how are you? I can’t wait to see you! You look radiant in your post-pregnancy photos.
August 4th, 2008 at 2:05 am
Kristine and Raf: Yes, they are! Must be why they survived the test of time. They’re opium to the help.
August 4th, 2008 at 2:07 am
Iris, blame it on my inability to code. Most of the free templates I download go wonky on me. One, in fact, does not allow comments. So I change templates and hope I don’t drive visitors away and nuts in the process. Lol.
P.S If it’s any consolation, the hub promised to work on my site on his rest day. He’s so much better than I am at this codex thingy.
P.P.S I don’t remember a Nino but I do remember Ramini, ang Batang Bronse (although from the way it’s pronounced, it might as well be spelled Bronsi hahaha).
August 4th, 2008 at 2:09 am
Ai, sikat bitaw ni sila kaayo noh? I can still remember their Happy Mart jingles. Those two were all over the radio in the old days. It’s hard to grow up listening to DYHP and not look upon Teban and Goliat as the best things since sliced bread.
August 4th, 2008 at 2:11 am
Mai, you look lovely in your black dress. You picked the quintessential LBD, that’s for sure! Yep, I look forward to post pregnancy supergirl shindigs pud. Staying home all the time is doing me in.
August 17th, 2008 at 8:51 am
hahah! you guyz.,taste aint the same….were all addicted and almost inlign with those sweet mem’ries captivated during old times//
espicially drama-kini ang akong suliran and the handumanan sa usa ka awit’ grabeh! makahilak man sad ko!
August 28th, 2008 at 5:27 am
handumanan sa usa ka awit n ramini were my fave radio dramas…lol
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