2 days ago, my grannies have come home.

happiness. i really miss them. the thought of having them near makes me happy. anyway, the other day, i combed my grandmother's hair so she can have her siesta, and i remembered doing it when i was still young. there was this one time when i got so bored of doing it and i just wanted to go out and play but she wouldn't let me, not unless she slept. so i just pretended combing her hair, rolling the comb all the way to her scalp. then the comb got stuck and i couldn't take it off, so i silently slipped out of their room, leaving her sleeping with her hair tangled on a comb.

i don't clearly remember what happened next. but i do remember i saw one neighbor chatting with her while trying to get the comb off her hair. and hearing that they would need to cut it made me so guilty. and that she didn't get mad at me.

btw, j's field trip was okay. i didn't like it. the whole time i felt sleepy and tired and bored. but i had to attend to her. the stage-sister that i am, to all my sibs. what really made my day was seeing the migratory birds (or migrant?) (--got me confused) along the rice swamps, whatever they call it. they were beautiful.

btw part 2, i am so grateful to be here on philippine soil for the holiday seasons. i just can't imagine myself being anywhere away from here. thank You po...