Butterfly Kisses

She'll change her name today.
She'll make a promise and I'll give her away.
Standing in the bride-room just staring at her.
She asked me what I'm thinking and I said "I'm not
sure-I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl."
She leaned over...gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there,
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk me down the aisle, Daddy-it's just about time."
"Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy? Daddy, don't cry!"

While my sister and I were still planning for her BIG day, we imagined this song to be played for her dance with our father. We planned to have an AVP of her pictures with papa. And we just laughed at the possible outcome of this surprise for papa. We imagined papa just giggling through the whole song. He's not much of a sentimental type you know. But the little surprise turned out to be one of the most memorable and touching part of the wedding. Everyone (I guess...) became teary eyed during the father-and-daughter dance. It was soooo memorable.

Now I am wondering, would I also feel the same on my BIG day? Hahaha... Well, for now I will just have to enjoy my singleness (I am referring to my marital status, baka may magalit... ;-) with mama and papa, and hope to feel the same feeling my ate had during her dance with papa.

"I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember
every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses at night."

My sister's getting married....

My sister's getting married!!! Two days from now, she will be Mrs. Janice Villorente-Antonio. I don't know why, but I am really getting sad. I asked my dad last Saturday, "Pa, di mo ba mamimiss si ate?" and he answered me "Hinde. Andyan lang naman si ate mo di naman siya mawawala". But still, I am not satisfied with their answers. I am very, very, very happy for my sister but then, I am really going to miss her. Maybe because, I am still enjoying the company of a sister. I am still not over with the idea going to her house, sleeping beside her and talk to her about so many things until she falls asleep. The next time I go to her house, I wouldn't be allowed to sleep beside her, might end up lying in the couch or even on the floor. I will also be forced to buy my own wardrobe.

We were not so close before, most specially way back during my elementary days. We would fight everyday, every night. She will not allow me to go with her to parties and won't allow me to borrow anything from her. Not until one day, we became close (thanks Singles for Christ!!). It's just sad that she will be leaving the house and we will have less talks. I miss her so badly! But then, I cannot do anything about it. Maybe I will just have to settle with texting. ;-) Best wishes ate!!! I love you and cheers to a happy married life!

A Teacher's Confession....

I was one of those "lucky ones" to get a job right after grad... No vacation for me last summer... It was work, work..... and never ending work. Exciting? yah, it was and until now, it is... But I don't know and I can't understand this feeling now... TIRED? got to get up by 6:30am, take a bath, time-in should be before 7:15 can't be late... check papers, "hell-day" Tuesday and Thursday, very "active" grade one students, paper work piling up on my table.... BORED? nowhere to go after class... classroom-to-dorm(which is actually inside the school), dorm-to-faculty lounge, lounge-to-computer lab... all week long.... I wanted to work and finish my paper works... but I end up sitting down checking my mail and doing Friendster.... what a dull weekly routine... STRESSED? parents calling you up while classes are going on, ambush interviews and interrogation by parents after class (sometimes even in the morning, haven't combed my hair yet...) again, papers piling up and deadlines to beat.... (got to work hard for the 13th month pay...)... So what is this feeling?? Tired? Bored? Stressed?

But still in the end, there is still this feeling of happiness that the children in this school brings me... My everyday bouts with Brian, my sweet little Anton... Gabbie (a very interesting girl, mind you, she will never ran out of questions and stories...), Therese (very sweet), Gio (very naughty but nice...)Patricia (love dis kid...)... I admit there are times I can't take everything anymore... I would end up shouting and giving homily to grade one students... Poor me! There are days when I would drag myself to get up. But these children?? Very innocent... I can't help but smile and thank God that He gave me these little kids... Rowdy yet very sweet...

The reward of being a teacher is very different... Yes there are down days when all you want is to lie down and pretend that you are sick and can't come for work...
But there are also days when you can't help it but hug them and sing "same sign add and keep different sign subtract" (in tune of row, row, row your boat) endlessly. The grin in Miggy's face every time he gets to answer correctly is very satisfying... "I love you teacher Jessy" from Anton gets me moving... The love letters from them keeps coming... Argghh... It breaks my heart and just wanted to cry out of happiness... Oh Darn!!! I love these kids..