i've always likened my dad to a contented cow. i cannot think of a more apt description. though he tends to remind me of a turtle, thus i keep insisting he buy himself a bright green backpack (or maybe the turtle-designed one from samsonite. haha) and walk around wearing it just to see if people notice the resemblance. i cannot understand why after all the prodding and nagging, he still refuses. haha. :D

most of the time, pop happily stays at home tinkering with his toys AKA cameras and computers, occasionally chewing on whatever it is he can get his hands on (even if the food is spoilt, he doesn't notice. i think i inherited his strong stomach. hehehe!), watching tv, reading the latest issue of amateur photography or what not.

like a cow, he grazes, chews, ruminates.

other times, he interjects in the middle of a seemingly serious conversation and says something one can only describe as, well, CORNNY. take yesterday, for instance. we were at my tita's house for lunch since it was abuelita's birth anniversary. we were discussing the merits (and de-merits, mind you) of Pope Benedict XVI's revival of the old latin mass. predictably, my mom and aunt were excited at the prospect given that they grew up during the pre-Vatican II days (i'm NOT insinuating anything. hahaha!). while acknowledging the merits of the latin mass, i was not ready to concede to a total reversion to such (thankfully, the Pope is not espousing it, anyway) because, well, no one speaks latin anymore. no one understands latin anymore (save for a few latin legal maxims in my case) and if the Church wants to continue reaching out to the broadest audience possible, then the mass should be in a language understandable to the faithful. besides, latin, i continued, is a dead language in any case. then pop (whom i thought wasn't even listening to our conversation), in his typical manner, goes, "well, the dead people speak latin."

it was so... corny that it was actually bordering on funny.

thanks, pop for the laughs. (and if you ever read this, peace tayo, k? hehehe).

Labels: ohana means family, pop

congratulations to my older brother, Jose Edmundo "Jodie" Reyes for placing second in the english poetry division of the 2007 Palanca Awards. Last year, he placed first in the english essay division of the same Awards for his essay entitled Fungibility, Dead Souls and OCWs.

he's the only atenean among the five of us siblings (now why did i have the need to mention this? hahaha!) whose book collection is both enviable and awe-inspiring (at least for me), who is both a math and literary genius (unfair! hehehe!) and whose voracious appetite for literature (and food!) is incomparable, to say the least.

congrats, Jodes! Even if you're not physically in the Philippines you have not only continued to show the big world out there what Filipino writers (and Filipinos in general hehe) are made of but have been a constant source of pride (and a constant source of reading material now that you're not home to get mad at me for going thru your books... hahaha! joke lang!).

And to think not so long ago you ate rabbit stew (poor rabbit!) just to spite me and tore off GREF's wings to boot. Hahaha! :D

Labels: jodie, ohana means family, palanca awards, sisterly pride

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