When he was younger, just to woo the heart of my nanay Peng he challenged this guy (who also was trying to win nanay’s heart) in a form of a match with the use of boxing. I don’t know the other details but of course, tatay won. Tatay Ino is the one who inspires me in doing some hitting and kicking. Not all that, at the age of 78 he still manages to walk a mile or two. He taught me to live healthy, do things healthy.
Back to my story. While I was doing my moves, suddenly he was already following me. Doing the same steps and counting 1,2,3.. Haha. The scene was really funny
. Especially the way he was making the twirling of hips, swinging of arms, the other maneuvers.. I just can’t stop laughing. The sweat that I have made from my work out turned into sweat of laughs. My Tatay was really trying his best to look as flexible as he can. When I was done, he was still doing what I had done. He was unstoppable
.
Moi woke up. Poi woke up. Uncle Ron woke up. They saw their dad making the moves. The early morning turned into happy laughs
. Instead of a manic monday, like a fairy’s wand turning everything into magical better place, well yes, tatay surely did it to us. Thanks to my tatay.
Oh yeah, just this morning too. As I said, my tatay was an unstoppable chaos. He left our house and jogs in our village. While Mamoi was cooking our breakfast she realized that it was already raining. Screamed “Si tatay! Nasan? Umuulan.. payungan ang matanda“. Uncle Ron, as fast as he can gets the blue umbrella and like a flash he ran and finds tatay. When tatay came back with Uncle Ron, Moi was scolding “Si tatay naman e, hala ligo na baka magkasakit ka“. He said to Moi “Ambon lang naman“. Moi together me and uncle Ron said “Ligo na!”. Then, tons and tons of laughs 
happened.
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Tatay - granddaddy
Nanay - grandmommy
Apo - grandchild
Tulingan - Bullet Tuna