We Are All Sirok (craving for food)

I was walking past 7 pm while staring at the gloomy setting  that the moon has shown to its minions. Then I arrived home with a bunch of pineapple tidbits in the circular table of our bungalow. My mom seemed to be mad at me when I suddenly burst into laughter while holding a piece of treat. Let me tell you the whole story to clear my negative deed.

5 pm, I was in the student publication office with the refrigerator open. What surprised me most was when I saw what's inside--a bunch of goodies from last night's banquet (2 servings of mashed potatoes and 2 of buttered sweet corn), and a huge can of PINEAPPLE TIDBITS! The eyes of those spectators, including me, were just glued to the treat in front, but we can't move anything from inside, unless its with the hands of our EIC. "Hala, lami lagi kaayu nang naa sa sulod?" (Oh, the goodies inside are so delicious), I said while waiting for our EIC's response. Fortunate enough, his heart was moved by those words and started scanning the fridge, looked at each of us, and did that evil smile no one could stop laughing at. First,he grabbed one of the mashed potatoes, opened it carefully and slowly with his bare hands, and scooped it down with a plastic spoon. It was so surprising that he's so willing to share his part to us, who where also holding our own spoons. Then after was the buttered corn, which he was also willing to give and lend to us. I think there were 6 of us who shared with that treat. 

But here, when he saw that can of Pineapple Tidbits inside, all of the spectators were telling him to open it, but he said, "Ablihi na run kay makakita jud mog sipa." (Open that or you'll see yourself kicked). We really laughed to his demeanor. But we were quite sure that it'll just pass out, that he'll soon open it and share it to anybody inside. Yes he did, but a twist happened--he grabbed the huge can and ran to the sofa like a little child hungry for a treat and is not urged to share even a tiny piece. We burst out laughing as he did that. But as luck has destined it, he opened it and asked us to get a cup or anything for our share, and that was what we did, never mind if that container is dirty or not, the important thing is we'll get some treat from that can. We then fall in line like survivors of a calamity waiting for our rations, and he looked onto us and said, "Mga SIROK  jud ning mga bataa ni." (You're really craving for food little children.). Then all of us burst into a loud laugh again, some even have tears falling down their cheeks for that entertainment, for we really looked and acted like a sirok people. 

He then, one by one, put rations to our cups, enough for us to savor. But what was intriguing was when he was done giving the treat, he positioned the can in a slanting way that no one of us could see what's inside, and went outside to eat his part of the treat. I asked some more of that from him because it was not enough for me, but he refuses at first, then gave me a little when he saw my little poppy eyes.I glanced at what's inside and was shocked to see that there was still too much of the tidbits for him, I think that was still enough for five persons or so. Then I looked at him, eyed my companions and said, "Haha, dile ra diay kita ang sirok guys. Si kuya EIC pud." (Haha, we are not the only ones craving guys. It's also Kuya EIC.), and we all burst into laughter.     

Yeah, and that made my day perfect. That sometimes, what you are is a representation of what others are. 

This is what I am telling you. A HUGE CAN OF PINEAPPLE TIDBITS!