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Monday, July 16, 2012

Small-time Small Town Funny Girl

I am one of the gazillions of people who felt the loss when the Comedy King died.
I couldn’t find the words to describe my relationship with Dolphy, because I simply didn’t have one. I believe GMA 7’s Ivan Mayrina hit the spot when he said, "At some point, natouch ka niya eh, kaya kahit paano may loss ka din kahit hindi mo siya kaano-ano.

Yes, that's exactly how I feel. Although I grew up watching his shows, I have no encounter with him, and I didn’t know him personally. My closest connection probably was he was a childhood friend of my late maternal grandmother, a certified Tondo Girl. She used to tell us stories about growing up with Dolphy. In fact, one of her sisters married a Vera.

In his November 2010 interview with Jessica Soho shown in Kapuso Mo, Jessica Soho, the latter asked him,  “Idescribe nyo nga ho ang feeling...humahagalpak ang mga tao dahil sa jokes nyo.” Dolphy replied, “Ah ibang klase ang feeling.”

True, to be able to make people laugh is a gift. And the feeling that you were able to elicit laughter is indescribable. It gives you a different kind of high, it is even addictive.
Comedy is a tough business to become a part of, they say, and it has also been said (was it by Confucius or Paulo Coelho?) that the funniest people are the saddest ones.

In TV5’s tribute to him, host Cristy Fermin said that most comedians are silent people in real life. “Ang mga komedyante, sa totoong buhay or off-cam, mga tahimik na tao,” citing Dolphy and Vic Sotto, among others.

Most of you will disagree with me when I say that I am really a shy person. Truth is, what you see on stage is a different me, the showbiz me. The real me is the quiet girl beside you. I don’t talk much off-camera, instead I love to listen, and I allow other people to shine and do the talking. Although I must admit, I love to laugh out loud and I don’t run out of punch lines. I find humor in almost anything, and I can make any situation funny – whether intentional or not. I think my blog “The Tales of The Good Girl” showcases my own brand of humor and drama - hindi pilit, hindi gaya-gaya.

In closing, I'd like to retweet my own Tweet: 
RT @therealgoodgirl
“From a small-time / small town funny girl to the King of Comedy – laugh on.”
RIP Dolphy. Ikaw na. Ikaw lang.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Whatchama-CAEHL-it 101

Through the kindness of a certain Manang, Cae's Meralco bill was settled and paid at the Meralco Sampaloc office.

As I didn't know her name, I taped a short note on my dresser mirror to remind myself to pay her back.

Just now, I saw an "edit" on my note.

"Manang" has a name now. Courtesy of you-know-who.

Naturally, he knows Manang's name.

Hayyyyy.



Whatchama-CAEHL-it C

My 100th post on Caehl :)

While watching the necrological mass last night for Dolphy over at ANC, Caehl suddenly said, "I don't want to cry."
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Last night also:
Me: Caehl, you have quiz pala in Science and Filipino, did you study na?
Caehl: No.
Me: Why?
Caehl: Kasi easy.

Tsk tsk - panindigan mo yan, Anak hehe

Monday, June 18, 2012

Papa, can you hear me? (For Papa on Fathers' Day 2012)

When I was a teenage girl, I suffered from severe dysmenorrhea (painful menstrual periods). If you are a female and you’re having it or used to have it, then I don’t have to explain. If you’re a male, you don’t want to hear or know about it.

The cramps used to wake me up at night. I would lie awake in cold sweat. Sometimes, the pain would be accompanied by diarrhea or just the urge to poop but once you’re sitting on the toilet, namimilipit sa sakit, wala naman.

I would crawl my way to my parents’ bedroom, and rouse my father from sleep. He didn’t have to ask what was going on. He would just lead me back to our room, go to the kitchen, and come back with a hot water bottle. I would place it on my abdomen and try to go back to sleep. Oh yes, I would finally sleep like a log, but the person I woke up would still be awake, watching over me.

I'm married now with two kids - my dysmenorrhea has disappeared a long time ago. But I will never get tired of telling this story.

For a year and a half now, I’ve been fatherless. People out there whose dads have passed away can relate to the feeling I am feeling. Nakakamiss di ba? Sometimes, as I walk home, I would suddenly remember him, or something would remind me of him, and para akong tanga na naiiyak sa daan. Sometimes, just before falling asleep at night, especially if I have problems, I would suddenly think of him and cry.

Oh no, my father was not perfect, I wasn’t a perfect daughter, either. I wasn’t able to give him the satisfaction of having a lawyer for a daughter, and maybe I will never be a lawyer. I’m sorry for that, Papa. But I can never be like you, you were exceptional and one of a kind.

Wherever you are now, I hope you’re at peace. Sa heaven, wala raw beer hehehe and sa heaven, hindi kailangan ng abogado (kasi mababait ang mga nandyan). Wala ring komedyante siguro diyan (kasi masasaya ang mga nandyan). Kaya wala kang trabaho diyan hahaha

I love you, Papa and I miss you so much. I may not have dysmenorrhea anymore but I still wish you were here with me, because there are pains that simply wouldn’t go away…

Happy Fathers’ Day to all fathers!

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XCV

Just this morning:

While giving Caehl a bath, NKOTB was on my playlist. 
Caehl: But that's what you're going to watch! #NKOTBSBinManila

Caehl: Why is there music for the dead? They're making the dead sad! 
RIP Dodong - be the Lord's handyman upstairs.



Monday, May 28, 2012

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XCIV

Girls go to OB-Gynecologists for check-up.
Caehl: Mommy, where do boys go? Are there doctors for boys?

Help me!!!

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Caehl: Why are you watching Dog Whisperer? We don't have a dog.
Me: Shhh. I like Cesar Millan.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XCIII

As I have started planning for my son's 7th Birthday in October, I realized I should ask the celebrator himself on what he wants, and should not stress myself by overdoing things, overspending, or making things complicated.

Last night, I asked him, pa-simple, "Caehl, do you know Mickey Mouse?"

He laughed.

Me: "Do you like Toy Story?"

Caehl: "Those are the party themes from McDonald's."

Kahit kelan, hindi ako makalusot kay Caehl