Zia vs. Jake
Posted May 23, 2007on:
MAIN CHARACTERS: Jake (my 3y2m-old son), Zia (my 2y8m-old niece, my sis May’s daughter)
(Jake is showing off his PS1 skills to cousin Zia as he held on to the controller while playing Crash Team Racing or CTR)
ZIA: (Slowly tries to get the controller that Jake was holding)
JAKE: Zia nooo!
ZIA: (Continues to hold on to the controller and attempts to get it)
JAKE: I said NO! Argh!!!
(May and I rush to stop the two from fighting)
(Zia tries to plug the controller into one of the slots of the PS1)
ME: Zia… (I try to distract her from plugging)
ZIA: (Plugs, then unplugs, then plugs the controller to the slot)
ME: (To Zia’s mom) May, baka masira yung PS1 or baka makuryente si Zia (May, she might wreck the PS1 or she might get grounded)
MAY: Zia… Zia!…ZIA!!!
ZIA: (Unplugs the controller and walks to Jake) Jake, o, saksak mo…. (“Jake, you plug it”)
MAY: Ate Tata, pahiram naman ng extra slippers si Zia (Sis, can you lend Zia a pair of extra slippers?)
ME: Walang extra si Jake. Gamitin na lang ni Zia yung blue slippers, Jake will use the Crocs. (“Jake has no extra pair. Zia can use Jake’s blue slippers”)
ZIA: (Wears the blue slippers)
JAKE: Hey, that’s mine! (excuse the wrong grammar)
(A scuffle ensues. I run to Jake while May runs to Zia.)
ME: Jake… Jake… be a good boy. Let Zia borrow.
JAKE: (In a loud tone) Zia, borrow only HA!
JAKE: (Inside the boys’ room with 10yo Kyle)
ZIA: (Gets out of the masters’ bedroom and wears Jake’s blue slippers)
JAKE: Zia nooo! That’s Jacob (excuse the grammar)
ZIA: (Runs back to the masters’ bedroom)
JAKE: (Runs after Zia) ZIA!!!
ZIA: (Continues running and bangs the door)
JAKE: WAAAHHH!!! (screams loud and lets out a shrill cry)
ME: OH-MY-GOD!!! (It takes me a few seconds to run from the ground to the 2nd floor. I panic as I see Jake’s face all red and his pinky finger swollen. I yell at Kyle to get some ice cubes. Kyle returns quickly. I press the ice cubes on Jake’s small hand and pinky finger.)
(Zia slowly peeks inside the room…)
ZIA: Jake?… Ipit ka? (Jake, you hurt your finger?)
ME: (I continue to apply the ice cubes wrapped in soft cellophane on Jake’s pinky finger)
ME: Awww…. these ice cubes will help take away the pain…(I try to breathe in and breathe out to calm myself)
JAKE: Waah! Ma, Jacob go. I want to “hapak” Zia. (Ma, Jacob go. I want to hit Zia)
ME: (To self) Haaay….. ang kukuliiittt!!!
ZIA: WAAAH!!! (May apparently scolds and punishes her daughter.)
MAMARAZZI:(Our mom, looks on and is amused by it all) Haay… Ang sarap maging Lola. Kayo naman ngayon. Panonoorin ko na lang kayo maging-Mama. (“I’m glad I’m now a grandma. It’s your turn now. I’ll just sit here and watch you become Moms.)