Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Generation Y as Cuties


We were looking for a suitable birthday card for my mother’s 81st birthday. He was holding on to his collection of assorted postcards and cards possessively while I wore this expression of a mendicant on my face.

Observant daughter noted this transaction between her parents. Then out of the blue, she said, “My early memory of Tatay is he already looked like an old man.”

He used to drive her to school right up to the doorstep. Once a classmate asked her, “How come it’s your lolo who always drives you to school? Where’s your father?” That stumped her.

Recently, cousin Jing L. Deco sent some photos of our children, the fourth generation of Lolargas who occupied the house in Brookside.

Here they are at Innoh’s first birthday (he’s the boy the red shirt and shorts). No longer that wide-eyed innocent, he’s a college kid at the Pamantasan ng Lungsod ng Maynila taking up computer science. Elder cousins Kimi and Ida help him celebrate his big day along with his nanny, Tito Rolly and Tita Babeth. Hmmm. Ida’s right—her Tatay already had a headful of gray.

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