If you ever have dreams of having a child, be prepared to go back to school. The only difference is you now know the answers and your child doesn’t. Helping out your child with her homework is, in fact, a reality and the downside is it’s already 9pm and you’re nowhere near to getting it done.
It’s a good thing classes are suspended tomorrow because of the storm. Otherwise, the two of us will be staring at each other until midnight. The little one crying and you loathing. It’s unfair to be identifying alphabets, colors and shapes now that you’re all grown up and can balance a checkbook.
Adding to my anxiety to finish “my homework” is the book I purchased yesterday. The thought of relaxing in bed with a book and a cup of tea on a stormy Sunday night makes me wanna throw out my kid’s homework and lie to her teacher that the worksheet was eaten by the dog. With no dog but with a conscience, I would have to rethink my strategy.
“Again, again, again,” I say, pointing to the purple star. Why the hell should anyone make a yellow star purple? Is the teacher stupid or what? Giving kids ideas. My kid looks at me and cries. She hates me. I can feel it. We should have started this earlier in the day. So I could have more time with my book and she, with anticipation of a study-free night.
If some innocent someone were to drop by and see us, she would see a tearjerker: a mother teaching her kid while the child lovingly gazing at her mother for knowledge and understanding. Whoa, what a sight! If only that someone knew better….
And the winner is….
And thank you to everyone who participated. Hope you all enjoyed the game as much as I enjoyed planning and putting it into action. Better luck next time.=) Till next project…
Ok, guessing game is over and here are the answers:
And thank you to these 31 awesome and always game bloggers who participated in my project:shoes…And I’m glad to announce that all of you got correct answers/guesses and will be raffled off through List Randomizer. Tomorrow, not tonight. I’m a bit sleepy and I don’t want to make mistakes while I enter your names. So, the first person generated by the randomizer will be the winner. For now, here are your official entries:
mariuca 2
crissy 7
redel 2
mommy cara 7
ria 6
nepspeed82 2
pinay mommy 5
margaret 3
liza 3
maricel 8
z’riz 2
the mom with brownies 2
dhadha 8
badet 5
gles 11
seaprincess72 6
brittany e. 3
bm 6
sherry 4
maybel mateo 5
milet 7
lalaine 5
shabem 3
catherine 9
aeirin 9
mommy elvz 3
pinay jade 8
lynn 6
kcee 5
tina 2
cielo 11
For my june project, let’s play some guessing game. I call this my SHOE PROJECT. Very creative title, right?!?! Anyway, I took pictures of my subjects concentrating only on their faces and their foot wear. Now, let’s see if you can match the following faces with their shoes based only on short descriptions.
So, all you have to do is leave a comment on this post with your answer/s. For example and a giveaway, I,6 is a match. OK. It’s that easy but each blogger only gets to guess 3 times (whether correct or not). Is there a prize? Yes, there is. Is there a deadline? Yes, there is.
I’ll send the prize which is $20 (or higher, depending on my mood or the moon) through Paypal and this game will run for 3 days starting now till June 20, 11.59pm, Manila time.
The winner will be chosen (from all correct entries) via old-fashioned “tambola” or random.org. Haven’t decided yet. And forgive the lay-out, guys. I know it’s hard having to scroll down just to see the shoes. =)
Here are the willing victims (not their real names):

H) tricia, weight-conscious teen
And their shoes:
wooden usb stick stands out amongst computers and metals
hybrid wall clock for the bike aficionado or computer geek
you are what you eat rainboot garden. so grow your veggies here
My little girl’s first day in school. She was so excited because she would be meeting her classmates for the first time. She didn’t cry like the other kids did. I find my kid heartbreakingly brave on her very first day in school. Having the choice of staying to watch her through her class or leaving, I chose the latter. I thought it would be now or never. She has to deal with a lot of things later in life, without me by her side, and it’s better to start her early. Who am I kidding here? I left because I need to begin accepting that she won’t need my presence one day.
I was kinda emotional when I left. First day of school, first day of independence. I was so used to having her around wherever I go. And now, I have 2 1/2 hours each day to spend time alone. I should be rejoicing but I found myself a bit sad.
This isn’t the first time I’ve had feelings like this. Once in awhile it would hit me–at home, while driving, while cooking or even while taking a bath. The thought that she’d be fine without me. I would remember the times when she had made friends without me actually dragging kids over for her to play with. She’d found them by herself. All by plonking down in one corner tinkering on those Legos.
She’d be fine. That much I know. Wish I could say the same for me.

Happy Father’s Day to my papa and to all fathers! =)