I am not very sure if I can acquire back my powers (like Super Islaw in TFC’s fave fantasy TV Series Super Inggo) in collecting the right words to translate what is in my mind right now into cursor-created letters. But I will be doing this for you. And as precise as I wish, I would like to describe you and the feeling you carry in groups of adjectives which you can easily grasp, adjectives that will make you smile (and cry a bit?), adjectives (in plural form) so you will feel that as early as now, we are waiting for you, and indeed caring for you.
You came as scheduled and prayed – me about to pasture a greener one and our better half is emotionally groomed to be you in hers. You came to start the next generation of your Mama’s brood and in your Dadut’s clan, the first Dagul. Every body cheered, loved ones back in our original race, or even here at the Gulf, and your news have reached also the European continent. Yes, all were anticipating for your arrival, with no luggage at all but your presence.
Would you be our Super Inggo Pareng Budong (without the inherited literal Super Powers) who will help his parents at his young age? Or would you contest with your Mama in swiping Game Ka Na Ba’s apparatus to bag a million? Or would you sing with me in the chorale or in a duet, or press with me the calculator? Or would you rather make a choice either between basketball or tennis where your Qatar Titos crave for? Aha, I am quite sure you will dream of driving either the Lancer or the Kepoy! Most of your future grandparents wish you to avoid, though, the density of our clan’s legacy and identity. But if He allows, I pray you will sincerely use this as charm and magic.We have confirmed that you are coming with an assurance that you are going to spread our looks (Whew!). Through you, it is indeed a confirmation of His words that if we pray very specifically, it will be granted us the same provided the prayer should have reached His glory with faith and trust. Yes, we have asked it and indeed, He is good that He granted our prayers.
Yesterday while we dip our eyes into your temporary domicile, we cannot push ourselves not to smile as you have already developed normally. Yes, through technological advancement, your physical body built had been enhanced and we are thankful that He has made your stages not complicated especially to your Mama. Now you have been there like a professional swimmer 50% of your span inside. You are truly a manifestation of divine magnificent movement as life starts only at a union. We are thankful that your head size is normal, your tiny feet and hands are in the normal measure, too. It seemed you smiled and winked when I told your physician that you might be jolly in as much as jolly and happy parents bring jolly and happy offspring too. Which perfume you will want? Hugo Boss? Lacoste? Bench? Drakkar? Name it and you have to work hard for it to attain it.
You know what, your Mama even claimed that you might be playing basketball inside beating the buzzer as she feels at this stage your movements. However, most of the times, you seem to be very peaceful, calm, and quiet-which a life ought to be. I thought if one could go back into the stage where this situation is evident, he will temporarily avoid the hassles outside. He will temporarily enjoy the innocence you are experiencing right now. Yes you are peaceful, and we promise of a same life when you are brought out. You are calm and with His help, this will continue until we can confirm our being a family.
We won’t forsake you of the stories of the hardships we have experienced during our road works to the challenges of life-there will be lots of them! We hope this will teach you to value the lesson of poverty, to give importance to determination and courage, to guide you to be anchored in Him and be with Him no matter what happens, and for you to cherish education why you have to go through these. Although, by faith, we will not let you experience the hardship, there will be some twists for your own good. We can discuss this as soon as you arrive.
My son, our son, your journey of life is about to come, if not started. My child, our child, you will soon be brought to the open in a matter of months. And yes, many are eager, longing, waiting for you to smile the dash, cry the bursts, and sing your tiny music. Many want to carry you, some of the toddlers in the horizon want to play with you. Maybe, some have their gifts in store already for you. But most, we your parents are more than eager to hug and hold you, warm and wrap you, to care, clap and cheer you.
My son, back in the academe, I have earned several laurels in the writing fields. As a matter of fact, I have earned several laurels in this field, and have gone to some various regions of the countries with only my pen in my pocket as allowance because of this. But things have changed-‘twas quite hard now, ‘twas quite difficult now. I can’t pick up my style and feature. But since this is an attempt to please you, this is done.
Written by Jehmar Tabili