Uncategorized10 Mar 2005 12:49 pm
The chinky kind of eyes (like Raine’s) have a certain kind of appeal…let’s just say the X-factor kind of appeal. Well, the appeal may not be worldwide (I’m not sure about this for a fact) but here in the Phillies they make so many hearts swoon. Especially nowadays that chi- and korean-telenovelas are occupying most of our local TV airtime at primetime. So chinky eyed actors are becoming household entities. People may not know their real/screen names (unless they’ve got english names) but sure their faces can be recognized by practically anybody who watches TV.
Anyway, where was I? Ah ok, let’s go back to the chinky eyes. My father has got chinky eyes (and his father and grandfather before him)…the kind the disappears when laughing or smiling…which in turn will result to the little wrinkles called laugh-lines on each corner. (Sige na nga, let’s give credit to the one “who just died”… Raine’s bio-dad got chinky eyes too. Yeah ok…so I had this “thing” with chinky eyes!)
(Hindi ako nagbubuhat ng sariling bangko. Sige, palakpak lang to the max ang tenga ko.) Whenever I am out with Raine…many heads turn our way…Raine’s way(!) and can’t help mutter the nice complimentaries like: “uyy, ang guwapo (or pogi, take note: never the “cute”) nung bata”. “uyy, ang bibo (or smart) nung bata”. Of course without directly throwing the compliment at me. But those who were kind/smart enough to assume/realize that I am the mother of the guwapong bata would throw the nice comments directly at me and to whom I just give back a shy smile of thanks. (Pero wag ka, sa loob-loob ko lang, super-proud ako!) But there are really times when instead of the shy smile, I give the annoyed smirk, when I get some of these:
Anyway, where was I? Ah ok, let’s go back to the chinky eyes. My father has got chinky eyes (and his father and grandfather before him)…the kind the disappears when laughing or smiling…which in turn will result to the little wrinkles called laugh-lines on each corner. (Sige na nga, let’s give credit to the one “who just died”… Raine’s bio-dad got chinky eyes too. Yeah ok…so I had this “thing” with chinky eyes!)
(Hindi ako nagbubuhat ng sariling bangko. Sige, palakpak lang to the max ang tenga ko.) Whenever I am out with Raine…many heads turn our way…Raine’s way(!) and can’t help mutter the nice complimentaries like: “uyy, ang guwapo (or pogi, take note: never the “cute”) nung bata”. “uyy, ang bibo (or smart) nung bata”. Of course without directly throwing the compliment at me. But those who were kind/smart enough to assume/realize that I am the mother of the guwapong bata would throw the nice comments directly at me and to whom I just give back a shy smile of thanks. (Pero wag ka, sa loob-loob ko lang, super-proud ako!) But there are really times when instead of the shy smile, I give the annoyed smirk, when I get some of these:
“uyy, ang guwapo ng bata…anak ng hapon?…japayuki ang nanay?”
“uyy, ang guwapo naman ng anak mo! (and looks at me in disbelief)”
And a few variations of the same effect.
Oh yeah I get insulted. But most of the time I am real proud that I’ve produced something as beautiful as this. That phenomenon si called gene vigor. Whatever it is, it’s certainly is in my genes. Though I have the stretchmarks and that long line of ugly scar in the middle of my tummy to prove it. (Oh and to those suspicious of baby exchange in the hospital nursery…I was the only maternal patient when Raine was born, he was the only baby in the nursery. He he.)
Oh yeah I get insulted. But most of the time I am real proud that I’ve produced something as beautiful as this. That phenomenon si called gene vigor. Whatever it is, it’s certainly is in my genes. Though I have the stretchmarks and that long line of ugly scar in the middle of my tummy to prove it. (Oh and to those suspicious of baby exchange in the hospital nursery…I was the only maternal patient when Raine was born, he was the only baby in the nursery. He he.)