inter-text-ures

I could still remember the time back when I was still in high school. There was an important event at school wherein parent’s attendance were needed and it so happened that my mother forgot about the event. We prepared hurriedly and obviously we were late already. So to prevent arriving at school later than what we are expecting, we decided to ride on a taxi. When we were inside the taxi, I told the driver, “City High lang manong”, which means we would want him to deliver us in Davao City National High School, located at F. Torres Street. Manong Driver took the short cut way but we were shocked when he turned right at the corner just before the location of the place City High. We were wondering why he took that way and so we complained. And when Manong Driver said, “Abi nako Ma’am na City Hall, City High man diay imong pasabot.”, we laughed out loud. The driver thought that I said, “City Hall instead of “City High”.

When we arrived at school, we were late for almost 45 minutes and the meeting started already. In addition to that, we paid seventy pesos instead of a cheaper bill just because the taxi driver misunderstood and misheard what I have said. My mother even scolded me for I did not pronounced the words City High clearly. But actually, I did pronounce it very well. It was the driver’s poor hearing ability’s fault. If I was just able to specify where City High was located and have given him directions or guided him with my hand gestures or just even repeated the word City High for several times, we were not supposed to be that very late and we should have not paid a higher bill than the usual bill going to City High.

It was a hot afternoon at my friend's house. It was his sister's debut and I was invited to attend the party. The house was decorated well with colorful balloons and beautiful fresh roses. The living room was filled by guests wearing their casual attires. And, the party started.

As we were in the midst of the party, my phone rang. It was my mother who called just to check if I'm okay. I could not hear clearly what were the other words she had said because of the vociferous crowd and I was standing near the huge speakers. I would always say "huh? Can't hear you mom". And so, my mother felt angry and ended our conversation. And so she sent me a text message telling me to go home right away. I guess she was angry and it was my fault. I should have went outside and talk to her. Sadly, I went home early.