Most kids get, "do the dishes!" or "was the car!" But, nooo. I have to go re-fold every article of clothing found in our dresser, make soup from scratch, re-lace my father's shoes or install the new toilet seat.
I'm not really complaining. Oh, no. I don't do chores very often. So I guess I get stuck with odd jobs like these. They're, in the connotation of chores, fun. Fun, in a sense that it's not what you usually expect of a chore. Making soup, re-lacing shoes--they seem like normal things to do. But you know that not everyone gets tasked with them everyday. And you start doing things at your own pace and try to think up weirder, more interesting ways to do them.
For example, making soup--you put in a bunch of herbs for fun, and even hoisin sauce for absolutely no reason. The often normal chicken and corn soup turned into an Asian-scented soup with sesame oil. But it's still thick--and creamy!--like how Americans make their soup. But then I turned the soup into something really weird by adding in stuff like Thyme, sage, rosemary, basil--just really weird stuff for all the random reasons. And you end up with some weird, confused soup that people end up liking. I guess soup isn't a very weird job. But in the days of the oh-so familiar instant soup (from Knorr, of all companies) making soup from scratch isn't really a norm in the Philippine society, ne? Anyone could have been tasked to make a main dish, perhaps a sort of stew for the family. Most Asian kids are just asked to prepare the rice. I usually get to make the soup or the dessert. I don't know, but it's just fun-ner that way, I suppose.
And because I don't do these things every day, I guess even if you can call them normal things, you'll end up enjoying them. Why? Well, simply because, they're not something you do every day.
That's what I call logic.
Maybe kids should be treated this way. They shouldn't be given too many chores on a daily basis. Just one or two odd jobs will do. And they'll end up enjoying the weirdest and simplest things, just because they're not there. In a sense, they'll learn to notice that you wouldn't have this on the next day. Today, you'll be asked to make soup. The next, you wouldn't have a care in the world. It's like noticing that today, you'll have your family, your home, five cars, two dogs and three maids. Tomorrow, a flood may come and kill a fraction of your family, destroy all the appliances in the first floor of your mansion and destroy all the engines of three of your cars. Simply put, nothing in life is truly monotonous. Even in chores. What is today is today. Tomorrow shall be reserved for tomorrow. And everything is simple. But everything is different.
This post wasn't really meant for anything or whatever. I just wanted to write something while I'm waiting for dinner. Aheh.
Anyway, I'd like everyone to direct their attention to ~demitasse-lover's gallery. There are two new pieces called 30 Lives and...another one I forgot. They're for the typhoon victims.
Oh, and Super Typhoon Pepeng update: it's coming tonight at 9pm. I'd really have to get everything charged--my laptop, cellphone, etc. Just in case it hits us hard. They said that it's going to be worse than Super Typhoon Milenyo from years back. But we aren't sure if it will cause as much as, or perhaps, more so, as the current Ondoy/Ketsana.
Haiii, the people haven't recovered yet, Mother Earth. Can't we stop for a while and take a breather? Eh, I know your answer. We can't, can we? Agggghhhh. Oh well. There's nothing for it than being prepared.
Goodbye, friends. If I do not update tomorrow, it means that the typhoon has hit us hard.
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