March 17th, 2007
paskong Bukol
When I was a young boy, my father took me in the church and attended the "simbang gabi". This is the last night of the "simbang gabi", therefore it's Christmas eve. I told my father that I will go outside and play. So I played with my cousins. when my cousin is trying to catch me, I fell down and bumped at the front of a car. that cause me bleed, my head is paralyze that I wasn't able to move.
My father saw me when the mass is ended, He imidiately took me in the nearest hospital. Then the doctor said that this is not a fracture. My father is very happy when he saw me and still alive. After that accident they are calling me the "paskong bukol boy".
Today, here in the seminary, they call me "poknat" because of these accident, I learned that maybe this is just a "karma" because I didn't attend the mass.