After thinking trice, I decided I'll have this page to my good old’ mother because I realized that she’s a one hell of a woman. There is no dull moment with her. Actually the real reason behind this was I remembered her long and explosive STORY-TELLING about her recent victims— I mean detractors. hehe!

How about we start this with "Mother is awesome, she breathes fire, owns a very big and sturdy-looking fork—figuratively speaking, an aura as huge as all of us combined and she towers most of the people we knew which makes her formidable and would make my point seem literal".


Anyway, my mother is my father's yang; father is the water and my mother, the DRAGON. Hehe!

I recall back in my elementary days how terrified I am with her that I don’t even invite friends over. She was really scary and I mean REALLY scary. My older brothers were scared of their wits when mother incarcerated *I love using that word* them in a dark storage together with our unfriendly dog when they tried to off the dog’s family by ‘accidentally’ drowning them **it was so cool at that time until they were caught**, when she hanged me in the feet upside down because I gave all of our dinner to my cats, when she forced-kneel my sister in mongo beans under the scorching heat in front of her boyfriend because my sister secretly took our car and drive around town in the middle of the night and went home early in the morning the day after *stupid!* or when she stripped my younger brother all of his clothes and forced kneel him in from of us with all his crowning glory erecting in embarrassment *teenager, ultra stupid* because my brother was ultra lazy to include the used clothes in the hamper and use the used clothes again the next day for an unknown reason.


See? she's ultra scary and she doesn't even have to raise her voice. Just her chilly and nerve-standing glare is enough to make us scuttle.........including father! HAHAHA



But the odd thing is, the only employees who actually liked working with mother are Dodong and Bam-bam with the H. I can comprehend the logic behind bham-bham's mystery. He is the most resilient person I know. He can actually dismiss my mother's fearsome rambling and even make good out of it *the ingenuity of the person!* but I don’t really know how to explain about Dodong.

He's the most timid person in the block and very very susceptible to bullying. At first I thought 'maybe he's just scared," but he proved US wrong when he even hauled his huge family to work for mother in the farm. HAH! Scarcity beats fear! LOL.


Anyhow, mother isn't that all bad. As far as I know she's the only person who can hover and never gets you annoyed. Oh, it's brilliant, she can hover all day. hehe! But now I guess she's a little tamed with us. She can't bully my big brothers anymore *ahmm, no smooching, no cuddling and no spoiling of grandchildren. genius!*.

And we're good with disappearing act now because WE know she can't stand to have father all by herself nowadays. And with all Papi's love maneuvers and ero-ero speeches, figures! hahaha!!!!


But mamita, for all of our much remembered hostile memories of the past, remember WE CARE.........sometimes! hehe. Of course we do. Right? HAPPY EFFING MOTHER'S DAY!!!!!!!













p.s. we also learned the art of persuasion and manipulation applicable to situation where she could condemn us to death without being judged. We learned from the best and who experienced real-life situations where he had to do his damnest best to persuade you he's not fooling around! hahahhaha......Papi, get a life!

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