Monday, October 27, 2008

Biset na fabric conditioner....!

i let Anea change her brothers' bedsheet while Tony was in the room. After that, they took a bath. He started sneezing right after... got teary-eyed... scratched his neck... and coughed. Yep, that fast.

uh-oh. i noticed right away that something is wrong. They've done that chore naman before and nothing went wrong. when i also changed my blanket, i noticed the (actually not nice) smell, saka ko naisip kung ano yung dahilan. Manang used fabric conditioner on it pala. di ko siya nasabihan na bawal. She used it on the sheets AND the towels.

Hay.... Tony is sick again.

I had to ask Mom to take Dale up with her to sleep tonight. Kagagaling lang ng sakit ni Dale and I don't want him to get sick din.

I had to replenish his allergy meds right away para di na lumala. Can't not give him some coz i think it's not gonna go away if I don't. We all know when he's coming down with something coz of his eyes. It gets puffy and red, and so sad.

sigh... sana bukas wala na... vacation pa naman.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Update

Dale developed a fever yesterday, highest was 39. The doctor said it might be because of the leg, or it might be because of something else, since he's been sneezing, too. He was prescribed an antibiotic (na pagkamahal-mahal!).

His leg is doing better, btw.

so, i went to the guidance office yesterday, but before that I already called them to set an appointment. the one who answered asked me what it was about, and I said it was kinda serious, that I wanted to see THE guidance counselor, and that Dale was in the hospital (i didn't say doctor's clinic) because of a classmate.

before I got there, of course, the buzz was already going on. the adviser was so nervous that she already talked to the other teachers, coz apparently, NOBODY knows what's been going on. All the teachers suspected Karl, though, coz he's been bullying daw Dale lagi. (It's Clyde who was doing the karate chops on him.)

when you go to school to pick up Dale, you'll notice that almost everyone calls his name. and Dale doesn't respond to it. i knew why when I talked to him. He said, it's irritating!

of course, it does! who wouldn't be irritated? kahit tayong mga "normal" people, maiirita.

so, I told them to talk to the whole class, and other classes as well, to stop it. Dale is special enough for him to realize it, as well.

My children are well-known sa school nila, because of Dale and my daughter, Anea, who's always at the top of her class. My bunso, Tony, gets attention, too, because of them. And since they all speak in English (Anea and Tony can speak Tagalog), they really can stand out among native-speakers. Lalo na kapag naguusap na silang magkakapatid. They can't help it, coz Dale wouldn't understand them if they don't, so it just comes naturally. And this is one point that the teachers and counselors gave me as a reason why Dale gets a lot of attention.

Well, that's swell! Pano na lang yun, eh ganun na talaga si Dale since he learned how to talk? *sigh*

when I told them about the fighting and tripping incident, they assured me that it will be dealt with accordingly. they all flipped when they learned that the tripping was done by two grade one girl students. syempre nga naman, ano namang connection nila kay Dale.

No, I did not freak out or tell them off like a non-educated mother. As a "teacher" as well, I understand the difficulty of the situation. I know that the teachers are doing their best naman. Considering the fact that it is a regular school and that they are not really educated in handling special children.

I also requested that the mothers of those children be notified about it, and they said that's the protocol naman. They will notify me of the developments within the week.

Hay. Wish ko lang di na maulit. *hehe*

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Dale's little accident, and his classmate's soon-to-be big accident. (joke!)

Dale is special.

He talks a little faster than most kids.
He is afraid of the dark.
He is scared of the rain.
He hates trees.
He stares at nothing when boredom strikes.
He hums.

He tells me that his brain works differently.

Dale is special.

And I won't have him any other way.

I just wish that other people accepts him the way I do.






Dale woke up yesterday, and couldn't stand up straight. Couldn't walk properly. I saw his left knee was a little bigger than the other one. When I asked him, he said he didn't know what happened.

Tonight, it's still the same. My Mom will take him to the doctor tomorrow to have it checked.

I asked him again what happened to it. He then said:

"Can we talk in private?"

Jaw-dropped, I carried him to the other room so we can talk "in private."

He said that everyday, his classmate, a certain Clyde fights him (karate) during the assembly.

What he said made my blood boil. I asked him what exactly did this Clyde do to him. He became confused and irritated and said he doesn't remember exactly what happens everyday, but since Clyde attacks him, he has to block it.

I asked him if it hurts, the way Clyde attacks him, he said yes. He also mentioned two other boys who bullies him, and two girls from another section, who tripped him twice during recess, and almost made him drop his food.

Yes, Clyde is just a kid, but it doesn't stop me from being angry. Today, it might just be a sprained knee, but what about tomorrow then? Will I wait for him to have his neck broken?

I am freaking angry. Not just with him, or with their teacher, or with everybody at school. I am angry at everything. At Dale's situation. At the unfairness of it all.

When will it all stop?

I'm going to school tomorrow, and I wish that I can control my temper. But, by God, I will all make them sorry they ever messed with my son.

I do teach my children to fight for themselves. Not "fight" fight. But to stand up. Be taken seriously. "No" means no. But obviously, Dale cannot do it yet. So, I have to do it for him.

He told me not to get angry tomorrow. He is afraid that it will cause the bullies to bully him even more.

As I was helping him walk to the room, I told him:

"Get just one hair from those idiots, and i'll make them pa-barang."

He laughed. I said, "what's so funny? I mean it."

"Oh, Mom. You're so funny."

As if he knew what barang meant. Haha.

No, of course, I didn't mean it. I don't know anyone who knows how to kasi. *laughing maniacally*

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

hay salamat...

I had an allergy attack two weeks ago after eating at the SM foodcourt, and then the next day after eating tulingan... yeah, yeah... i didn't know that I wasn't supposed to eat protein daw 48 hours after an allergy attack... Nway, that was the worst feeling ever... like my heart was going to explode! And yung nakakatakot was, my new kidney was twitching the whole time. Super takot ko talaga.

Nway, I now have a new bestfriend, and her name is Claritin. =)


after that gruesome two-day allergy, my creatinine levels went up. I became so worried coz the doctor said I will have to be confined again to pump me with steroids, as if I haven't had enough of those! And of course, that will mean gastos na naman. Still, money that we don't have to spare. Monthly medicines ko na lang, hirap na eh. And sobrang mahal magpa-aral talaga ngayon huh?! Grabe, my kids are always bringing letters and solicitations and projects to buy. Almost everyday na lang... So, sana yung mga babies pa lang ang mga anak or yung mga wala pang anak, mag-ipon na kayo ngayon pa lang. Haha.

Hay! Hirap ng naka-steroids noh... I can't sleep right, I can't eat right (i now eat a lot because of it, but i'm learning to control it na.), and mabigat talaga siya sa katawan! Daming nasakit minsan, mga pricks and such... Minsan masakit sa likod. And madali akong mapagod sometimes, sometimes para akong naka-shabu at walang kapaguran. Wala pa dun yung fact na nakakapangit siya! Haha. Can't wait for it to be taken off my list.

Anyway, the doctor's secretary texted me today with the results. My creatinine levels are back to normal. Thank God!

I think one of the reasons it went back agad was that we went to Greenbelt for the healing mass and the lady told me that Tony asked na gumaling na daw sana ang mommy niya may sakit sa kidney. Ain't he sweet?

Last night he had a nightmare and when I comforted him, he hugged me a lot and kissed me over and over. It is so unlike him, coz you would literally have to pay him just to get a hug and a kiss. Haha! He wouldn't tell me what the nightmare was about, though. Even when his tears subsided.

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

Nosebleeding sa Crepes 'n Cream (MOA)

We went to MOA for a much-needed pasyal with the kids. Before we went home, we went to Crepes n Cream and bought crepes.

Anton went in first. There were two tables inside, and more outside. The people inside were, of course, talking and was a little noisy. That is... until Tony started talking.

Tony: What do they have here, Mom?

Ako: (nge...) Hm... they have crepes, of course.

Tony: What are crepes?

Ako: well... they're sort of... food that's stuffed inside these pancake-like cones. They're delicious, want one?

Tony: yeah, sure! What can I have?

Ako: There are all kinds of flavors, you can make your own. There! (pointing)

Tony: Oh, alright. I'll have... blueberries... and then brownie bits... and then choco chips... wait! no! i'll have cream, instead of choco chips!

Ako: why don't you have ice cream instead?

Tony: but, i don't want ice cream!

Ako: Okay. Ask your brother if he wants one.

(lumabas si Tony at tinawag si Dale)

Tony: (obviously talking to Dale before they went in)...see? they have all kinds of stuff! there's brownie bits, see?! there are bananas, and blueberries... i ordered blueberries! there's ice cream, and choco chips... see?! c'mon, pick one!

Dale: hm... okay... i'll have bananas, then chocolate ice cream... and choco chips!

Tony: wait! you'll have ice cream, then i'll have ice cream! Make mine ube!

Ako: Okay. Let's order. Miss... (relayed their orders)

Counter Girl: syrup po? chocolate or strawberry?

Tony: strawberry!

Dale: chocolate! wait... anton... what will you have, again?

Tony: i'll have blueberries... brownie bits... ube ice cream... and strawberry syrup!

Dale: what?! that's gross!

Tony: No, it's not! You just don't have breeding!

(aso na pinaguusapan ngayon)

Dale: oh well, mine is better.

Tony: no! mine is!

Dale: okay. (feeling resigned)

after paying, i went out to join Anea, and they stayed inside. i went back in again when i saw them talking to all 3 counter girls and those girls were laughing.

Dale: so, that's how you do it? that's just like doing this (circling his hands) and then putting everything in? ew...

Tony: Okay, why is his bigger than mine?

and so on... and so forth... to which the Counter Girls just said "yes."

my kids were so maingay, that i didn't notice the people inside were all quiet now. When i turned around to look at them, they were all looking at my kids, seemingly enjoying the show. That's when I realized that maybe people are thinking something negative... or positive... i don't really know what other people think... and if it was just me, i wouldn't care... but with my kids, I just want them to be like other kids, especially when we're outside. ayoko silang ma-label ng kahit ano.

when we went out, the kids started eating their crepes, and i said...

Ako: kayo talaga, when we're outside, you just speak in Tagalog na lang, ha?

Tony: Ha? Bakit?

Ako: Wala lang... para mapractice natin si Kuya Dale. Okay, Kuya Dale?

Dale: What? Again?

Ako: Sabi ko, pag nasa labas tayo, mag-Tagalog ka para ma-practice ka.

Dale: What? Again?

Ako: I said, when we're outside, you try speaking in Tagalog.

Dale: Eh! Hin...dih...ah..koh...nin...tihn...dih...han! I can't speak in Tagalog, you know that! It's hard! I never want to speak in Tagalog! It makes my head hurt! (etc... etc...)

Ako: Okay, okay... just try, even a little?

Dale: Okay.

My kids are natural English-speakers. It all started with Dale, and his schooling. Tony had to get that habit, coz if he didn't he wouldn't be able to communicate with his brother.

Now, Tony speaks better than Dale. He gets expressions from the tele. What's bad is they also get those bad expressions, like "darn it!" and I actually heard Tony say "what the hell?!" Dale said "damn!" once or twice, and of course, got reprimanded.

When I got Dale's report card, his teacher's comments were all good... and that it is "bawal," as she puts it, for Dale to speak in English during Filipino, Sibika, and Character Education... and it is really difficult for him. Last year, he got line of 7s, both in Filipino and Sibika. But this year, he got 89 and 88. I was so ecstatic! and she said Dale started a trend in class... coz he likes to say OH.MY.GOD. in a certain way. and he says it when he sees how long the notes he's going to write are. So when he starts saying OH. MY.... his classmates will all say GOD. and they will all laugh.

Anyway, I am proud of my kids... but, I also want them to learn our native language. Tony is not a problem. Si Dale na lang ang kailangan ng practice.

Just today, he was on the phone talking to his cousin, Noel. He was beginning to fret, and was saying, "I can't understand you, Noel!" Grrr..... and then he will stomp his foot, and then said "Hin. di. ki. ta. nin.tin.di.han!"

and then he resigned and gave me the phone, asking me to translate everything Noel said.

I didn't find it funny or did I ever feel that it is great for Dale not to understand Tagalog. i actually pity him. I wish that he could at least understand Tagalog, and then reply in English, if he really cannot pronounce words that well.

It's been almost 10 years. We really should be doing something about it. It really is our fault. Since it is easier for us to get our message across, we tend to speak in English as well. Hay. Mahirap pala.

At least there's one word I have changed him into using.

Ako: Dale? Are you done with your assignment?

Dale: OPO. (from his previous YEAH)