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Last June 2005, our church (Christ Enthroned Church in Meycauayan, Bulacan) had a sports fest.

Janet, my only sister, got to “play” volleyball, and wear a uniform. My father, Jimmy, the one with the white hair, had a mime drama to entertain the crowd in Valenzuela.

I wasn’t around (again) for the event because I was “busy with work” on a new database program named The Sims 2 and Battlefield 2. They had basketball games, parlor games and stuff. There was so much food.

My father does the mime so well, he almost convinced me that he couldn’t speak. Although, he only appears to be silent when my mother is talking and telling him to take out the garbage, bathe the dog, iron the clothes, wash the dishes and wash our clothes.

He opens his mouth but nothing comes out of it. On second thought, maybe he is speaking and mother just can’t hear it.