Finally, I was able to get hold of the PC. Well, because Angel was writing a script for their school club's play since she arrived home from school this afternoon. It took her almost three hours to finish it. She have actually written a draft of it on paper and just polished and typed it now on the computer.
I was tempted to peek, but I didn't. I'm afraid I could be of any of the two - an overacting stage father or a overacting critic. So I just let her be. She do ask me from time to time while she was typing though.
When she was finished, and while printing the script, she was happy and even dancing. I took it as a sign that she was satisfied with what she wrote. It was by the way a script for a modern day version of Cinderella, which was the theme required for her (I couldn't write anything myself when I am given parameters).
Her only concern now is that her classmates are not that really appreciative and cooperative. I hope that they do work on the play seriously so my daughter would get encouraged in her writing.
Maybe someday I'll post her script in my blog, or maybe she'll post it in her own blog. But until then, I won't take a peek... unless she asked me to, of course.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Angel, the script writer
Friday, September 18, 2009
Breakfast today
It's Saturday, another weekend. Unlike the previous days, cooking breakfast was always done in a hurry... so I need to wake up earlier (4 a.m.) to be able to cook breakfast and prepare the children's packed lunch.
But today, I still woke up early (6 a.m. is still early for a Saturday) so I had time to prepare the breakfast that I have been planning to prepare for a long time - fried rice, 'tuyo' and scrambled eggs... and since I was also able to buy some tomatoes, I added 'sarsiado' on the side.
So there I was, working in the kitchen by my lonesome while the children were still enjoying their sleep... and cooked (in the following order) eggs, tuyo, sarsiado and finally, the fried rice.
I have only one frustration though, I still haven't perfected the 'art of making tutong' on fried rice. I love that crunchy rice at the bottom of the pan... I wish I could make it without burning the fried rice ;)
and finally, at 8 a.m. I called the kids so we all can have our breakfast together... why wait for September 28 for a family meal? When it should be done at every opportunity available?
Sunday, September 13, 2009
First Bundle of Joy
First Bundle of Joy
I never thought I'd feel
The joy I felt when I saw you
I never thought I'd see
A face as beautiful as yours
So young and so innocent
Yet so full of love
I held your hands and then I feel
All the love flowing inside
You're my first bundle of joy
And you bring me so much happiness
You're my first bundle of joy
You bring me so much love
And when the day is blue
All goes well when I see you
And with your sweet smile
You wipe away the tears in my eyes
And there's nobody else
Who can make me feel
The love and joy that I felt
Since the day you came
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Roy
January 1993
Angeles City
Philippines
A song I wrote for my son Ralph Emerson when he was just 3 months olds... today, he turns 17... how time flies...



