Saging Nilung-ag, Ginamos & Pekpek Shorts

I was taking an afternoon nap on a bamboo bed at my nipa pavillion near the main house when I heard a strange sound as if coming out from the deep, say, para bang gikan sa sementeryo gani, kay ga-agulo, murag kalag nga wa mahimutang. She was screaming in sharp voice like Aray...aray nako , araaaaay.....

It bothered me a lot, unta kung nindot unta iyang voice, okey ra....pero por dyos, por dos por dos, chaka jud sa akong mga ears. Nawaaah  bigla ang akong pagka-katolgon, gibati kog kangil-ad, gihilasan ko sa akong nadunggan.

"Lagring...lagring!!!!!!!!!!! day duol ra god dere!" I called.
"Angkol, (wow, ha, sounds like french to me, arghhhh!) wala sa balay si aAti Lagring...tua sa videokihan! says Bering, our neighbor's 8 year old girl. "Adtoa ragod ging palihog" I said.

As I expected, hing kalit lang ug butho sa akong atubangan ang usa ka ghostly figure..kana bang murag kalag, alam ko na, way lain si Lagrimas...gabutang na sad ug Tsing- Tsang- Tso sa udtong tutok....with matching iyang nag-inusarang "PEKPEK SHORT".

"Day Lagring...diay piso, adtoa ra god tong gakanta sa videokehan, katong gakanta ug Aray...ihatag ning piso o, kay dili ko katulog sa iyang pwera gabang tingog ha, bitbita sad ning dos pordos, hala hadloka kini aron moundang." I commanded her.

"O anong nyare...ansabee??? nganong mura kag kandila diha? adtoa na ba!!!

Ser, bugal-bugalon kaayo ka....ako man tong gakantag Aray Ser, nindot kaayo akong bersyon noh? talo pa tong original singer!!!!!!!!

I was left in a trance...mura kog gikan sa delivery room, kana ganing naay nanganak unya gasyagit ug Aray...Aray!!!! ang mabdos, sus noh sa akong mind, merese...merese ka Day, aray-aray ka sa imong bangag...tinoyuan na nimo ha.

It was a nonesense moments with Lagring, of course, she has all the freedom to release all the pollution of her vocal chords, thy kingdom come. Now it's either evaporate to Timbuktu or ignore the local Diva who has all the rights to show off...total akong bana-bana sya jud naka hurot sa tig singko nako sa altar.

Okey, hala pagtak-ang kay mag meryenda tag nilung-ag saging unya palit ug ginamos malos didto sa merkado..ilang ka Bangladish.

While Lagring was busy in the kitchen, mi balik kog katulog oi......

Ser, luto na saging ug ako napod napanitan, Lagring said.
Lagring ngano man nga uyap man kining imong gipalit? ingon ko nimo baya nga ginamosssss???..Yay...the nerve to change my favorite.

"Ser maot tan-awon ang ginamos...itomon, unya ang uyap ganahan ko sa color, penk!!!!!!!!! Lagrimas retorted.

  Yay, I thought, pati ba naman color pinakialaman? hmmmp, sapoton ko, as if dili pod sya tagabukid....di ka ila ug ginamos!

I felt that eating the mga baby pa nga shrimps is an outright cruelty to the bill of rights sa mga seafoods, diba? baby shrimps can't reach adulthood...

Anyhow I ended up eating saging with brown sugar, lol.

The next morning I went some shopping at my favorite Robinson's at C3 Pgadian, stuffs for the week, and I thought buying something for Lagring. She is a good and so crazy yaya and her coming out is a good sign to me. Nawala na ang iyang kamaulawon, baga nag face...mokanta jud bisan yabag ug tingog.

The Santa Lucia thrift shops seems a large community of sinampay, hundreds of faded and worn out clothing made an eye sore to me, almost glary to the society-ness, ahahahahahahaaha.

I saw several pekpek shorts na tiyak magustuhan ni Lagrimas....white, jeans color at pink of course!

When she saw them, she jumped with joy...ambot why, ukay- ukay ra na ha, pero wala nako gi ingon, basin iuli nya sa akoa. What matters Lagring is always polite, and thanked me for the gesture.

So ayon every afternoon ga ngaw-ngaw ang ungo sa videokehan, dili jud ko katulog...anyway duol na ang kwaresma...penetensya ko ug advance.