And This is it!

Yesterday morning we woke up feeling really cold. So, I checked the temperature for and it is 7° C.

And today, the forecast says that it is 4° C. Wow! It is really freezing cold from a native coming from a tropical country. I wonder how I am going to cover my daughter when the temperature reaches 0° C. Then suddenly, all the worries and fears that I had before start to cross my mind again. What if she gets sick? Oh Lord, I hope it won’t happen. I don’t know how I am going to converse with the doctors in the nearby hospital. They will not understand me and I don’t think a hand gesture will explain it if ever. A Language barrier is one of the main problems that most foreigner experience here in Hopia Wonderland. We only know a few words, enough for purchasing some stuff.

So, I asked myself after checking the weather. Is it winter yet? Is it already a flu season? I need to prepare now all the medicine, moisturizers, and clothes to keep Tifa protected from a possible sickness.

Oh I hate this! I feel like panicking every time the wind blows. ‘Cause it is really cold.

Mission accomplished

Yesterday morning, my husband asked me to pay for our water. Since the supply in water here is different back home. They’re using a card here to check if you still have enough water supply. If not, you need to pay first and they will recharge it for you. I didn’t object to the idea that I will be the one who’s going to pay for it, since KK is busy with his work and I consider it as a challenge since only a few people here can understand and can speak English. So I went to the bank. He told me that I need to pay it in Agricultural bank here. I have been on the first bank that he said, but the Hall Manager told me that they’re not accepting payment for water. Actually, I didn’t talk to him. I just showed him the card and he said many words that I can’t understand and he’s pointing outside. So, before I faint inside the bank because of the garbled words that he’s saying, I went out thinking that maybe I’m in the wrong place.

So, I went to the second agricultural bank that I saw, it’s a bigger one compared to the 1st one that I’ve been. And luckily, there’s someone there who knows how to speak English. Wheeew! Thank God! I feel relieved. So, I asked her and she told me that the banks aren’t accepting payment for the water anymore and there’s a small office for the water payments now. And she did a map going to that place. Just across the first bank that I’ve been. Hmmmm, maybe that’s what the man trying to tell me.

I went inside the payment center and showed the card to the girl in the counter. And she asked me something and I just nod as if I understood every single word that she said and gave her the money. And she hand me the receipt on which I couldn’t also understand except for the numbers in it.

As soon as I get back home, I checked our water meter if they already recharged our water.

It was a nice experience at least not a traumatic one. A mission accomplished.

Names…

I was tagged by a friend, Arlene. Actually this is a late post, I should have posted it last week but I was busy deleting a bunch of spam messages. GRRRRR!!!!

This is all about writing your different names that was being called to you by a different people.

HERSY ANNE-

That’s my given name. My REAL name.

CHINKY-

Many people know in me in this name. An attending nurse when I was born gave that name. Kinda epal huh?! In our place, all the people thought that this is my real name.

HERSY-

My friends call me. Usually my School and work friends are the one calling me in this name.

MAHAL-

Hubby calls me this.

MOMMY-

My little angel calls me like this. And I really love the way she’s saying it.

CHINKYTITAY-

My Dad used to call me this when I was still in elementary. He’s using it to call me when he’s asking me to do something.

CHINKAY/ CHINKIKAY-

Some of my Aunts call me this. Especially if I’m doing kikay things.

CHINX

Some close and feeling close friends call me this.

SHAOLIN-

Some of my cousins call me this. I’m bald when I was a toddler.

ANNE-

Only our High School Principal called me in this name. When I was called in our Principal’s Office for some violation, our Principal can’t read my handwriting (which I did intentionally ) that ‘s why she called me in my 2^nd name.

HIRSY-

One officemate called me this before. She’s from Visayas Region. Do I still need to explain why?

ANTIPATIKA-

My Cyber name. And at times, I really am an antipatika.

YSREH-

My Multiply ID

CHOK/ TSOK-

My friend Erica H. used to call me this. Short for chocolate.

ERSING-

My friend Kaye says that when I grow old, my grandchildren will call me this.

And now I am tagging Andz, Erica, Abby and whoever wants to do this tag.