Ang Bola

Pinapaikot.

Ipinapasa.

Pintapatalbog.

Tinatapon kapag pagod na ang naglalaro.

 

Babalikan.

Paglalaruan na muli.

Papaikutin.

Patatalbugin.

At kapag naluma na, 

itatapon na lang ng basta

at saka bibili ng iba na namang bola.

Yung bago.

Yung bagung-bago.

 

Eh yung luma?

Itinapon na nga. 

Itinapon. Kinalimutan.

 

Ang bola.

SCRIPT?! SCRIPTED?!

SFX: Cheering crowd
On-screen: Player grabs baseball bat and gets ready…
(Whistle blows)

STRIKE 1…

“Okay lang, strike one pa btaw…”

STRIKE 2…

“Ngek…unsa man na oie?!”

(Game unusually and unexplicably ends.)

“Hala…ngano to?! Ahh…cge na lang…bsi practice2 ra to…unya pa cguro ang main event.”

SFX: Cheering crowd again…
On-screen: Another player holds the bat firmly in his hands and checks his stance…

STRIKE 1…

“Uh…okay ra…naa pa na’y pag-asa…murag hawod man ug nawong ning gadula karon…”

STRIKE 2…

“Strike 2 na pud?! Naunsa na man tawon ni oie…”

(Channel goes off…No warning whatsoever…)

“Tsk…Hahaay..samoka oie. Ingon btaw q nga d na ko mutan-aw dri na channel ever…waah…bsig gnahan pud ko matagam?!

and the command goes as such… :)

The quiet time passage this morning was this:

Jeremiah 16: 1-2

Then the word of the LORD came to me: ”You must not marry and have sons or daughters in this place.”

I could never be happier…ahahaha

But, I would choose to keep the reasons by myself…