Inday In The City

Meet my baby sister Mao-mao. It’s her birthday tomorrow and you’re all invited sa kanyang party! My mom was already 44 when she gave birth to Mao-mao. Yes, menopausal baby..and you know what they say about menopausal babies diba…either may deperensya sa pag iisip or sobrang talino at gifted. I think our Inday Mao Mao is 50-50. Hahaha. May mga moments na loka-loka kase.

The whole neighborhood calls her Inday…nalulukring ako kase she know a lot of our kapitbahays…eh ako, isa lang ang kakilala ko…si Aling Suping. Social climber ang drama. Pag naglalakad kami sa Turquoise st., people always say hi/hello to her. When she talks with all that Bisaya accent and intonation, you’ll love it. One time, yung isang kapitbahay namen, nagbigay sa kanya ng napakaraming damit for no reasons. She’s such a darling.

She’s really really makulit. I wish you a happy birthday Inday Mao Mao. Ate loves you sooo much. Be a good girl.

Pag may dumadating na bisita sa bahay, ganito ang lagi nyang linya:

“Please come in and please sit down”

And whenever Mom would scold her, ganito naman ang drama:

“Yes…madre”

One night, nalulukring kaming lahat sa bahay kase she wont stop talking in English. Nakaka-nosebleed kase wrong grammar.

Mao-mao: “What that, Ate?”

Ate Malen: “Bwahaha…may “S” yun noh!

Mao-mao: “What that’s, Ate?

Hay naku, Inday! Wag mo sanang manahin ang mga wrong grammars ko at lahat ng kalokohan sa buhay. I love you!

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