Summer vacation has officially started here in the Philippines and so my son is already in summer mode. Last Saturday, he asked permission to practice soccer in school. Yes, he still asks my permission and for a 13 year old that is quite something else. Anyway, he said it was supposed to be a practice in the morning only and will be home by lunch.
Lunch came and went but still no son. Okay, maybe the practice went on in the afternoon. My father was asking already if he texted that he was going to be late and I had to reply no, since he had not sent any message. Dinner came and went, still no Sijent. Sent several text messages, called him up and his phone rung but got no answer. I was forced to text one of his teammates since my father kept asking me the situation. It's a Saturday and there would be less jeepneys available blahblahblah. I was getting worried but texting his teammate is always my last recourse...a good thing I took those numbers. Good thing he replied (and I thanked him for that, bless that boy!) to let me know that Sijent and other teammates ate before going home and took my worries off.
Told myself that I would not meet him angry or what (and I was true to that) and boy was I shocked. He was dark and sunburned by that whole day of practice under the sun. He could only tell me, he need new sports wear, a long sleeved soccer jersey at the most. And so I need to search for one if I do not want to see my son burnt red and aching since they will be practicing 3x a week.