OMG!!

This blog is not a scened from a prime time news but I'll just want to share this horrible story I experienced last Friday evening (June 5, 2009). Around 5:00 pm when my wife asked me through phone to fetched her in SM North so I leaved my two sons Yves (13) and York (10) in our house. I was early in the mall but luckily there was an on-going International 10-Balls Women Billiard Tournament (those ladies cue artist are really good) until my wife came then we proceed to National Book Store to buy some school supplies. After we buy all items on the list my wife phone my eldest son Yves to ask if he wants to add more but my son insist to talk to me.

So she gave me the cellphone and Yves talk to me in a mild manner but I sensed he was scared a little bit and told me " Daddy, may tao dito duguan dumaan sa bubungan natin at may hawak na kutsilyo." But before he continued the man grabbed the phone and said " Pare pasensiya ka na hindi ko gusto mangyari ito nagipit lang ako may humahabol sa akin." I was shocked but I have to deal with him. "Sino ka ba at bakit dyan sa bahay ko? Please lang huwag mong sasakltan ang mga anak ko" The man said "Walang mangyayari sa mga anak mo basta walang mangyayari sa akin." he answered back. Then I told him to calm down (but actually I was telling it to myself) in a diplomatic way I said to " hintayin mo ako dyan sa bahay at tutulungan kita." (Damned I can't believed I was into a hostage situation and it was my children)

So I grabbed my wife and told her " we have to go home now, there was an emergency situation in our house!" Of course my wife was already in a panic mode when I told her that our sons were taken as hostage. While inside the taxi we are both nervously assuming whats going on in our house. There are some worst scenarios that entered my mind but we have nothing to do but to hope and pray that there is no untoward incident happened there.Oh, the traffic seems to be forever so my wife keep on crying and shouting to the driver to hurry-up. Finally we reached our home and there was no kitbitzer (meron) around and that explained because rain was continuously pouring for almost a week now. Believed me it was the scariest moment of my life when I opened our door.When we saw our children watching TV there was a sign of relief to both of us. My wife hugged them while I was checking the man and found him in our kitchen still holding a knife and I noticed a gun tucked in his waist. When he saw me he apologised and asked for my forgiveness. I've told him to sit down (just to get his trust I have to listened to his stories) and I've learned the he was a former soldier (awol) and being chased by barangay tanod because he stabbed one of his drinking buddies, and in order to escape he ran into the rooftop all the way inside my house.

Just like what I promised him and after I've checked my sorrounding I told him he can go now. But before he do that he requested for a pair of slippers and an umbrella. (that son of a b____ don't want to soak in the rain) My only problem is how to fix my fiberglass roof of which he break in order to get in.I think I've learned something on an actual hostage crisis management.

I embraced my sons specially Yves (who happened to be diagnosed last week of a rare heart problem) and asked if they were alright? Proudly he said " Dad I remembered your instruction that in times of trouble I should be calm and focus". I've told him " you're such a smart and very brave!" and I am proud of you on how you take care of your younger brother and how to handled the situation".He smiled and said " No dad I'm not that brave I'm still scared of cockroaches".