What do you call a maid that's been in your household for 40 years and counting?
Whatever Tibay is, my dad and i drove her to the not-so-provincial Bulacan so she could spend the Holy Week with her family. They had a modest home, and a plethora of hospitality, I just couldn't say no to the huge langka they were waving at my face.
On the way home, I was thinking about how the hell we wound up on the other side of the expressway without making a U- turn.
I asked my dad.
"Diba nanggaling tayo dun, tapos gumanito tayo, tapos kwan..." My dad replied, telling the story with his free hand.
I pretended I got it. "Ah, okay."
"Oh diba?" Dad said. "Parang clover leaf."
*sigh*
0 comments:
Post a Comment