Knock Again, Professor [GL• #1]

Chapter 17

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After we ate breakfast, ay nagsi-ayayaan ang lahat ng mga taga youth ministry na mag-beach volleyball. Si Father Nuel at ang ibang matatanda naman ay naiwan sa cottage na ni-rent namin at sila ang kumakanta ngayon sa Videoke.

“Let's group! Maiba taya, para fair ang groupins!” suggests ni Luke.

Nasa tabi ko lang ito at ang iba pang mga kasing edad lang din naming mga ministry.

“Huh? What's maiba taya?” sabay na tanong ni Patrick at Sam sa lahat.

Halatang hindi pa narinig ang salitang iyon noon. Hindi ba sila naglalaro sa kalsada?

“Ay oo nga pala may mga spokening dollar dito.” panunuyang sabi ni Isabella, but she doesn't sound like she wants to offend them.

“Explain mo nga sa kanila, Saji! Magaling ka naman sa English.” utos ni Margherita sa akin, mas matanda ito sa akin ngunit mas matangkad naman ako.

Kapal naman nitong utusan ako.

I cleared my throat. “Sige, oum first...”

“You can explain it in tagalog, we're not dumb kid. Naiintindihan naman namin sa Tagalog.” mapang-asar din na sabi nung Patrick sa akin.

I saw how Sam rolled her eyes at him.

“I didn't say you're dumb to not understand Tagalog, Sir!” nahinto ako sandali. “Pero kung iyon ang sa tingin niyong ipinahihiwatig, kasalanan niyo na po 'yun.” magalang kong wika pero naroon sa mga salita ang kabastusan, nakakainis na talaga siya.

“What did you say, Kid?” inis niyang tanong at lumapit sa akin, agad naman siyang hinila ni Sam para awatin.

“Don't be immature, Patrick!” saway niya rito.

“Nag-aaway ba sila?” rinig kong bulong ni Margherita, na clueless sa mga nangyayari.

“Ako na nga magpapaliwanag, baka kung saan pa mapunta itong usapan.” sabi ni Luke at pumagitna na sa lahat.

“Sir Patrick, ang maiba taya po ay ganito..."

Hindi ko na pinakinggan ang sinasabi ni Luke at kay Sam na lang itinuon ang buong atensyon ko.

Paano ito maglalaro kung naka dress siya?

“What?” she asked when she noticed that I was intently staring at her.

“Change your outfit!” utos ko sa kaniya.

“Why?” tanong niya at tiningnan ang suot.