a raconteur’s attempt

Here’s a follow up post to this:START

Last May, I was on the “hot seat” again. With Irma and Monica (Lukie’s teachers), we had our end of the school year evaluation-‘colloquio’. I was told that his social skills improved and he’s even the most popular kid in school. In fact when I go shopping I often hear kids telling their Mom, “E’ mama d’ Lukie”(Its Lukie’s Mom). I know, being an Asian added to why my son would be that noticeable.

His drawings too are better now. Mountains, buildings, flags etc…supplements his “artistic side” with his usual captions or "scripts" boldly shown on his designs.

They have no complains and praised him for being a “molto educato”(very educated), well mannered and behaved boy…Huuhaah, can you see me floating while all moms are clapping? That’s the image I’m seeing during that time.

Then they asked me the big question, “How did you teach your son how to read and write that well?”. That’s something to them because proper lessons here start in the “Media”(elementary school) and Lukie has one more year before he goes to the "scoula grande"(school for the big one’s -as he calls it). I was about to tell them, “GENES!”, to make things simple. I just said, “We only read him books, taught him a,e,i,o,u etc… once and he did the rest”. “THE REST” which I am going to blog next.

I was reminded to write about his evaluation when I found him scribbling words on his paper when what he usually do is drawing his F1 (Fomula 1) and Rally race tracks. He said he is blogging too.

Its just funny cause he gets confused with his Italian and English at times. “Lukie, what’s the English term for ‘crocante’?” I asked and he answered, “Crocants!”. He should have said “crunchy”. He mixes his 2 known languages like this written blog of his:

Everyone is a blogger now in my family). Lukie, whom we will soon be creating his account to stop him from just clicking ‘Yahooligans, googling “cars” and YouTube’. So is my husband, writing better than me here: Musashiboogie with his hobby of photography as a treat. For Dylan, say after 3 years for my youngest (LOL) we’ll be reading his post…I don’t need to elaborate on this: Writing is therapeutic!

My first time to be tagged by TINA of My Good Finds.Org. Here’s the mind cracking task: What Were You Thinking when you first met your current main squeeze? (husband, wife, boyfriend, girlfriend, significant other, sex partner, WHATEVER!).

"What a Korean Snob! Suplado!" That’s what my mind wants my mouth to say out loud. Still in my brain: "Don’t talk to strangers" so I just held my chin up and gave him a face of "Bakit??? Sino ka?".

For the love of horses, me and my sisters were at Wright Park during one of the Gymkhanas and he was at the Haven. He was looking at me, up and down, with his crooked eyebrows. I just passed by him with my riding boots’ ‘tok, tok, tok’ sound.

Ok, ok…I found him cute and instantly had a crush on him. He might be a rich foreighner to catch hahaha.

On one of my husband’s post in a forum, he said, "My wife thought I was a rich Korean(I prefer Hapon)… ‘kawawang cowboy pala’!" By the way, he only got close to "Hapon" with "Hapao" Ifugao as his roots

I’ve later known what he was thinking on that Haven in Pacdal. Him: "She’s got a big butt. Hmnnn, definitely lacking in height ngem ‘napintas’…" He has to say that last word or else….!

You see, sizing humps could lead to 2 lovely boys. To Lukie and Dylan: Here’s a story to tell your kids - ‘HUMPY BUMPY’ hehehe.

I’m tagging Miss Bugias, Bill Bilig(hehehe, baka ayaw ni Sir B) and Russel(sa comments) for the tradition of ‘passing the tag’.

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