Yesterday afternoon, September 9, 2008, I had a freak accident.
I went out of our yard and run toward our neighbor's store. Unfortunately I passed by a man who had a lighted cigarette, and it touched my left arm--burnt! I went home crying. My Daddy immediately applied an ointment to my burnt skin.
When my Tatay Mel arrived home, he hugged me not knowing that I had a burn. I said no!
When Tatay Mel asked me why, I did not tell him. I did not like Daddy to tell Tatay Mel how it happened.
They talked in English. Since I could not understand them fully, I just kept quiet.
Last Sunday, I again went to my manghihilot because I had another kibit. I stumbled down two times in our nearby street when I run. Besides, I had cough.
But now, I am OK.
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