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March 23, 2009

Eduard is my 8-year-old cousin who’s very close to me, as all my cousins are. But he is the only one who calls me mommy ate as I am, and try to be, like that to him.

He misses me so much when I’m here in Manila, and stays at my room in the province whenever I’m there. He’s like my “shadow” and I couldn’t go out with friends while he’s still awake because he’d protest. Bantay sarado hehe. Every time I leave for Manila, he always looks kinda sad, but somehow he has learned how to control his tears whenever we part (he’s a big boy now). With all the time I get to spend with him, I try the best I can to teach him good values. He’s younger brother Eric has a leukemia so almost all attention of his parents was to Eric, especially that chemotherapy demands a lot of time and money. I try to give him extra attention as he has been unintentionally deprived of attention at a young age, though I explained to him why that is the case, and he understands. With every gift I give him, I try to make it as brain-stimulating as possible. I really think he’s a bright kid, and I wish to bring out all his potential. My absence though is far longer than my presence. But I’m trying my best.

Last year, he was an honor student, and I was he asked me to walk the stage with him. You bet, I’m a proud “mom.” My “parent” ribbon is proudly displayed in my work area. Thank goodness, he is again an honor student this year! I was again pinpointed by him to attend his recognition, and I really really wish I could make it (it’s a weekday and there are SO MUCH happening now). I told him I was very proud of him and that he should keep it up.

But our conversations are really what make me proud and thankful that he learned the lessons I try to inculcate to him during our little talks before we sleep at night.


While walking at a mall yesterday…

mordsith: duard, what do you want for your birthday (which is May)?
duard: hmmm… (thinks for a second) anything. even if you don’t give me something, it’s fine.
mordsith: really?
duard: yes, ate.


Passing by a candy stand…

mordsith: you want some chocolates? I’ll buy you one.
duard: (looking at the candies and deliberating) no, ate. don’t buy candies.
mordsith: are you sure? it’s ok. I have money here, and it’s not that expensive. I’ll get you one.
duard: no, ate. let’s go (and he pulls me away from the candy stand).

At a bookstore…

mordsith: (looking at the book duard was browsing) that’s a good book duard! it has many fun puzzles and exercises, and right for your age. c’mon, let’s buy that.
duard: no, ate. I just wanna look at the books. let’s go, lola might already be waiting for us.
mordsith: duard, let’s buy this. it’s only cheap, and you can read it for the whole vacation (emphasizing that it’s worth it). just promise me you’ll take care of it.
duard: (hesitant but happy) ok, ate. I’ll only use pencil for this, and I’ll write good lettering, promise.

He took the activity book when he and his father left our house, carefully holding it with his little hands. He’s been very organized about his things; he already knows how to fold his clothes neatly (more neatly than I can manage) and pack his bag whenever he’d be vacationing with us. Most kids would ask for gifts, especially after receiving honors, not knowing the payday loans their parents are paying. Understandably, they’re just kids. And for the same reason, I am proud of my Eduard. Having seen the hardships his father endures to raise them and to have Eric treated, he became selfless, never asking for anything, and very appreciative. Honestly, I would have preferred that he leads a very comfortable life, but seeing how he’s growing to be a good person, I am not one to complain.

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