a raconteur’s attempt


PAPA’S DAY

Posted in LUKIE by dyluks74 on the June 17, 2007

Img_1851_1_1 “Why don’t you write it  hon!” Boogie told me when he seldom requests me to do so. Guess what? A month passed and I’m just doing it

now.

Morning rush. To send Lukie to school would cost us a lot of times saying, “Lukie, drink your milk!”…”Hurry up…go brush your teeth!…You’ll miss your bus…” Blame it on the cartoons or just our parenting skills, the TV is getting more of his attention. Besides, maybe hearing mom says it all the time, losses it’s effect on him.

Sometimes Boogie gives me some morning time off’s (by force) and let me sleep while he handles the “Operation Lukie: Hurry Up!”. I saw my bedside clock and its time for the bus to stop by our place. Miracle! I was sleeping for an hour and the husband didn’t ask me for anything. Then I went out to give my kisses before Lukie sets off. Oh nooo! His full glass of milk, choco bread unfinished and no shoes yet, almost made me faint. I’m exaggerating, in panic is better than fainting. Almost forgot, he didn’t even wash and brush(pay gayam).

There’s my son enjoying his cartoon show and Boogie went to wait for the school bus and tell them to go with out Lukie. After I rushed Lukie with everything, he went out to wait for his ride which had already left. He didn’t believe that the bus passed and insisted to wait. They waited for 20 minutes.

Boogie was suppose to teach him a lesson and they’ll both walk to school but Lukie understood my Ilocano when I told his Pa’ to use the bike. 5 minutes more and the school gate will close. Late comers- “try again tomorrow”. So they both went with the bike (with my son believing the bike is his idea).

The road was closed cause they’re filling it with asphalt. But, Boogie went through with out noticing the work ahead.( Rushing, Ok! ) The ‘operai’(workmen) held their “censored” curses and shouted, “GUARDA! GUARDA!” (Look! Look!). Thanks to the kid on board, they didn’t blurt out the worst. Then my son asked his father why those men were angry. “You’re late that’s why.” answered the father.

When they got to school 2 minutes before they close the gate, Lukie said, ““you see papa I told you that the school is still open.” And here’s what Boogie told us,  "I wanted to get angry but I just kissed him and he ran inside. I wanted to teach him a lesson and still he got the best out of  me."

For a week, works of wonder made my son aware of his time, he is 30 minutes ready for his bus. Succeeding days? 15 minutes. Now, 5 minutes but at least he knows he has to be done with everything before 8:30.

This story waited for Father’s Day after all. To you Boogs, you really are a father now - you’re aging hahaha. Cheers!

Boogie e-mailed my father in law and wrote him about this and here’s what he said:

That was neat, your narration of Lukie's 
time going to and reaching school on time, 
a story fit for this Sunday's column. Fathers 
who'll read it will surely relate well to it
and look back to their own anecdotes of
their encounters with their kids.