I was watching PBB Celebrity Edition awhile ago. I was touched by this episode. This had Mcoy pretending to be a Barbie Doll in exchange for her daughter's gift, a Barbie doll.
For you not to be lost, I'm going to give a tiny part of Kuya's conversation with Mcoy inside the confession room. Let me begin at the part where Mcoy told how her daughter's first cries were the most beautiful music he has ever heard. Big Brother later asked him that as a father, what does he want to hear the most? And Mcoy replied, "I don't know, I don't know." And then suddenly, Maggie's, her daughter, voice spoke. She wanted a Barbie doll for her birthday and the message told how Maggie loves his father. After that, Mcoy cried. Big Brother told him that he was to stand like a doll inside a very big doll box. He stood, for like hours, and all the housemates were all concerned to him and some of them got teary about it.
Let's just stop there. I want to focus on the fatherly side of Mcoy. The scene inside the confession room, got me. Right through my heart. It was gripping. I mean first, to hear my father saying my first cries were the most beautiful music to his ears, were more than touching, it's beyond words can explain. At first, I thought, if they do love their kids so much, why would they endure almost four months of being away from them? Of course, I would not know the answer. I haven't got a clue. But right at that moment, all I have are praises for Mcoy. I do not know why. But it hit me. It pierced me. The love of a father for his daughter. Naah, it kills me. Plus the fact, that he stood for several hours without moving, like a statue, just for Maggie's gift, I mean isn't it sweet? I guess it's more than sweet actually. Like before, it's beyond more than words can explain.
Which brings me to my father.
I love my father so dearly though to some who do not know us closely may consider us somewhat estranged due to a lot of bickerings that we shared (be it politics, ABS-CBN vs. GMA, showbiz etc.). There's no issue left unscathed. It's either he starts it or I start it. Anyways, that's the usual routine, or from what I'm thinking in my subconscious, sadyang ganyan lang talaga kami maglambingan.
Times are somewhat pretty hard for my family. Yeah, debts left and right. My mom just purchased another television and she was supposed to pay these tuition fees of my sibs pa. I do not know. All I know about is that there are so many things she has to pay, get it? Getting back to my papa, it seems that these "pretty hard times" were taking toll on him. I just thought. Gone are the times when we have the usual bickering sessions (or lambingan), or the goofing around, or his frail attempts to carry me (which to my amazement he can still bear what with my 52 kg framework), or the hugs and kisses he usually gave. Even the pang-aasar. I missed those.
His patience is becoming short. If before he would persuade you with the sweet voice effect, now you can hardly even see him do that. Like I was just using the computer at night until twelve midnight usually, before it was okay and now, he would say many many things in elevated voice. I dunno, but even though he's always here around us, I just want my old papa back. *sniff.
Gone are the days when we can fool around and bicker with each other without getting pikon. Those were the times when he would sneak and give you a hug or a kiss. Although there are days when he does those, you could practically see the difference. Maybe those were the result of "hard times" (family problems included here) or our own stubbornness. Whichever way you put it. I really missed him.
I wish I could turn back the time and see my father in his former self.
Then I would be more than happy.
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P.S. Thanks to PBB 23/10/2007 primetime episode for giving me a blog topic.
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P.S.S. I love my mother dearly too, but since fatherly is the idea depicted here, I dedicate this post to Mcoy who is a father and to my papa.
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About Me
- Geneve Guyano
- Manila, NCR, Philippines
- a Development Studies student struggling with conciseness (in writing!)
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