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I'm a busy mother but I still find time to blog. Actually,I have a lovely daughter who inspired me to blog so you'll find my pages inundated with posts about her. I'm just new to blogging but I would like to post anything that pops up in my mind and share them. Since my first language is not English, please bear with me. I am open to suggestions and constructive criticisms. Please post your comments also. Thanks and happy reading....

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Haiku 13

What did Koko say?
Hello, Ratchaburi School.
Bye-bye, Suppawit.

Amazing Choreographers

There's this uploaded video on You Tube that is so amazing. Well, I was the 9,088,842nd  viewer!

Just go to the link below and come back for your comments, please. I want to know how you feel about it also. Thanks.


Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Suppawit School's Delousing Program

Our school availed of the Benzyl delousing agent from the government hospital.
Benzyl solution freed the students of Suppawit from louse.  On Friday, the 17th  the school  administered the delousing program .  Delousing solutions were supplied to the school  to help promote good health among students.

Students as well as parents were now happy .  Busy parents need not to worry , when and how to delouse their kids but on the other hand it meant  another job for the teachers.

All advisers were on their designated areas ready to combat the parasites.  They patiently combed the Benzyl solution on the students’ hair and after some minutes,  the shampooing and washing activities. These were the assigned tasks for  the teacher aides .

Getting ready
Applying benzyl solution
bye-bye louse..

The students went home comfortably- that is, louse-less!

Country Butterfly

I tried translating the song Paru-Parung Bukid into English but I find Mr. R.Verzola's better. 

English Translation of "Paru-Parung Bukid" by Roberto Verzola

I just saw a butterfly,
flitting and floating by;
waiting by the main trail,
fluttering in the air.
Sari wrapped around her,
sleeves as wide as my palm,
Skirt’s a trifle oversized,
ends dragging on the ground.
Her hair held with a pin
Her hand twirling a comb
Decorated half-slip,
drawing others to peep.
Then she faces the stage,
ogling her own image,
She would come and tease us,
hips swaying like a duck.

Attribution:  http://rverzola.wordpress.com/2008/10/31/paru-parong-bukid-english-translation/

Monday, September 27, 2010

"Paru-Parung Bukid" by American Choir

The Filipinos have been singing American songs- traditional songs like "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" and we are always delighted with how we sing  and interpret it through rhythmic movements. But what about these American choir members of Northwest Missouri State University singing our very own "Paru-parung Bukid" with   Filipino grace? It's not surprising though to see or hear Americans sing Philippine songs or speak in Filipino because the Filipinos have conquered the Americas, especially Los Angeles County  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_U.S._cities_with_large_Filipino_American_populations  as a matter of fact.

Let them not put us to shame by learning the song. The lyrics appear below:

Paru-Parung Bukid

Paruparong bukid na lilipad-lipad 
Sa gitna ng daan papagapagaspas 
Isang bara ang tapis 
Isang dangkal ang manggas 
Ang sayang de kola 
Isang piyesa ang sayad 

May panyeta pa siya -- uy! 
May suklay pa mandin -- uy! 
Nagwas de-ohetes ang palalabasin 
Haharap sa altar at mananalamin 
At saka lalakad na pakendeng-kendeng.

See them at  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-aCinWb0-ks

I'm trying to make the translation in my next blog. Check this out......

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Thaism : A Shirt Or A Tiger?

There were lots of encounters with the Thai people that made us smile, think and ponder whether  it might  be in our journey, in the market, at the neighborhood or  even  at work.
Here is one funny encounter with the garment shop sales clerk . One morning at the shop, I was looking for some shirts when the owner sensed my need.

Seller:  Haa alai laka koon? ( Miss, what are you looking for?)
Me:      Koon Pha, Nu kamlang ha sue- ah. ( Aunt, I am looking for shirts.)

The seller  was surprised and got big eyes plus her facial expression ..
Seller : Arai ka?? Sue- ah la? (What?  You’re looking for tigers??) Lol!

How could I look for a tiger in her garment shop? May be my  tone in saying “sue –ah”  sounded like the sound of “ sue-ah “ meaning tiger.
That’s the problem for us and it’s true to other foreigners ,too. Many Thai words have only one word with different sounds and meanings like;
Sue-ah (low) = mat
Sue-ah( high)= shirt
Sue-ah (falling tone)  = tiger

But how about if I say in a sentence..

The tiger with a shirt sits on a mat that needs another shirt and mat.

Inspired To Write A Haiku 12

Five more days to come
We'll receive  our salary
Nes - I "Pai Tiyao".

"Pai Tiyao"  is Thai
it means to travel for fun
so,  let's "Pai Tiyao"!

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Twelve In A Row Part 12

The Bus Conductor

It was so dark and quiet at the bus station  and the only late shops and spot lights along the road give glow to the place but even though Koko and I felt secured.  It’s calmness was friendly until we realized it  wasn’t our first time or second time .  We hadn’t learned our lesson yet.

our ticket........whaaaaat?
We were delighted when the bus arrived. We hopped in and passed by some passengers comfortably coiled sound asleep.  The conductor came to our seats and gave our tickets without any word and went away but what surprised me was the figures on those small  pieces of paper.  Koko and I were speechless for a second staring at each other.   We sensed something must be wrong.  This bus was an ordinary one and normally, ordinary buses collect only 70, 75 or 80 Baht the most.  The guy came back to collect fares so, I asked him pretending not to see the figures but he said it’s 80 Baht. I was puzzled so I showed him the ticket he gave earlier pointing at the figures  but he disagreed by shaking his head.   Koko gave him 200 Baht and later  Koko got a change of 40 Baht. Another way of cheating us! Maybe the conductor was hoping that we would just give him what the ticket was asking for (100 baht each) but was dismayed when he knew that I am a frequent traveler and that I know the regular fare (80 baht).

What was that? We presumed the man ran out of ink to write the correct figure over the ready- made ticket. Lol! Koko silenced me with his finger not to be bothered again for the man doesn’t want to speak more. The only word that came out from his mouth was the 80 Baht plus his shaking head.

We rested quietly like other passengers  and relaxed until we reached our place.

Inspired To Write A Haiku 11

Flowers are blooming
rose ,orchids and marigold
They are beautiful.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Twelve In A Row Part 11

The Tricycle Man

Magically we did our buying for just a few seconds not because we knew the different sections but it was because we have to catch up for the ride otherwise , we have to stay overnight in this area.
My hubby and I sought  refuge from the “sala” or the waiting shed while waiting for the bus. It was getting dark  and it seemed we had missed the trip. 

We  patiently waited for any  ride when we spotted one bus  that was just abut  to a trailer .  Koko and I waived our hands for a stop but unluckily we missed it again! The trailer ahead covered us so, the bus driver didn’t see us. Huhuhu  what should we do?
We didn’t lose hope and this time we called out for any cars or vans.  It was really getting dark and the only light we had was the light from Tesco park.

We were seen by some tricycle drivers . One Samaritan  driver came to us and offered his tricycle for 80 baht but I bargained for 50 Baht since normally it  only cost 40 Baht but he didn’t agree. He assured us that there’ s a late bus coming by 8.00 p.m . We would have agreed to his  wise decision to better go to the bus station but how about if we meet the bus along the way?  We couldn’t decide at that very moment. The tricycle left us and directed us where to find him in case we would decide to take the ride.

Our parasites started to bother us so  we decided to go back  to Tesco for a quick dinner  but before we stepped in  ,the free Tesco - tricycle  arrived and dislodged  . We were lucky that this free-Tesco tricycle is still on duty so we took advantage. We went to the bus station for  free!  (NO more tricycle for 80 Baht.)

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Inspired To Write A Haiku 10

When you're down and sad
Don't be afraid, call on me
I have my hankie.

Twelve In A Row Part 10

At The Mobile Shop

Whew! What a nice cool soothing  air greeted us inside the mall.
We hurriedly took the escalator to the mobile shop. I couldn’t wait to get back my cell phone. I missed it soo much.

 Koko gave the operator  the claim stub.  The latter checked my cell phone and there was it. He smilingly handed my I- mobile phone .  I couldn’t explain how excited  I was . I checked  the cell but, Uuuugh  I was despaired . The distracting waterfall like sound coming from a high elevated place  wasn’t totally eliminated. Before the sound was soo disturbing that the other line couldn’t be heard clearly plus it irritates the eardrum. I told the seller to change the item or even better give back my money since it was  newly bought but  the shop doesn’t agree with my idea. But worst my anger was ignited when the seller told me I had  to be thankful  for there was a bit improvement in my phone. But what I like was, my phone should be functioning  well  like other cell phones do . It didn’t help even if I complain for looong hours. I gave it back to the operator for another examination while we did  some shopping since we’re rushing.  Why on earth we have to rush these days?

Magically we shopped everything we needed without missing our boxes of apple ciders.  We really loved those and what a surprise ,I forgot my bad mood. Thanks God I felt a great relief.  Tip toeing to the mobile shop  I closed my fingers and prayed.  Reaching the counter, the other sales lady greeted us with a piquant face with a large appealing eyes.  I smiled at her ,too.  My phone was freed from the virus!
Whew! Peace everyone. I am happy to go back home

Worst Memory Problem

Seems that this old couple are having trouble remembering things, so they sign up for a memory course. The course is wonderful and introduces them to a technique called word/name association. They come home and tell all their relatives, friends, and neighbors about it.

Some months later, a neighbor approaches the man as he tends the garden.

"Say, Ed, what was the name of the instructor of that memory course you liked so much?"

"Well, it was...hmmm...let me think a minute... What's the name of that flower, you know, the one that smells so nice, but has thorns on the stems...?"

"You mean a rose?"

"Yeah, that's it...(shouting toward house) Hey, Rose, what was the memory course instructor's name?"

Monday, September 20, 2010

Lingua de Gato

There was a little mouse in his little hole in the wall. One day the mouse really wanted to take a walk. A huge cat was right at his door. The little mouse was really upset that he couldn't leave. 

While he was trying to figure out a solution, the mouse heard a dog barking. That's when he had a great thought. He said to himself, "Where there is a dog there is no cat and where there's no cat I can go for my walk." 

So he strutted on out of his mouse hole. All of a sudden the cat grabbed the mouse, chewed him up, and ate him. Then the cat said, "Wow, it's great to be bilingual!" 

Inspired To write A Haiku 9

What is family?
Father, mother I love you.
That is family.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Teacher: Meaning

Citizens,children with a whole
Heart and
Enthusiasm without
Racial discrimination

Twelve In A Row Part 9

Inside The Van

At 1.30 pm we left Victory Monument . It was comforting for me inside the van after we're  exhausted to extreme heat outside waiting for this ride.

I took the chance to sleep. I couldn't really explain how weary I was after those travels to Ratchaburi and now we're to be back to our place. After an hour , we stopped by a petrol station. Every passengers comforted themselves then the driver checked his list of the passengers as well as their exact destination. He noted it well  for the passengers' comfort but along the way , I couldn't sleep since he had a lot of callers .  He hang up but another line came in. Oh, if I couldn't control my mouth I'd tell him to concentrate driving instead of chatting and munching his junk food with his cup  iced coffee. I didn't  know if some passengers felt secured with this kind of driver. Sometimes he caught my eyes at his mirror side but couldn't sense what I was blazing at.

Good for some passengers they reached their destination already. I looked at the window, Yeehey!, in ten minutes more we'll be at TESCO,too.  10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1 Oooops! Stop! Stop. Huhu the van driver forgot about us.  I got mad and I tapped at his his shoulder to stop. It was late we passed by TESCO  for about  200 meters. I complained  because he wasn't attentive enough. YADAH YADAH!

Koko slided the door and we got down without closing the door due to  my anger.  Let him go down the from his throne and closed the door by himself.

Oh , It was sooo  hot !

Saturday, September 18, 2010

School Jokes

Mother: How was your first day at school?
Son: It was all right except for some man called "Teacher" who kept spoiling all our fun!

Mother: Does your teacher like you?
Son: Like me, she
 loves me. Look at all those X's on my test paper!

What did you learn in school today?
Not enough, I have to go back tomorrow!

Teacher: You aren't paying attention to me. Are you having trouble hearing?
Pupil: No, teacher I'm having trouble listening!

Teacher: Class, we will have only half a day of school this morning.
Class: Hooray
Teacher: We will have the other half this afternoon!

Teacher: Why can't you ever answer any of my questions?
Pupil: Well if I could there wouldn't be much point in me being here!

Father: How do you like going to school?
Son: The going bit is fine, as is the coming home bit too, but I'm not too keen on the time in-between!

What are you going to be when you get out of school?
An old man!

Friday, September 17, 2010

Inspired To write A Haiku 8

It's now the -ber months ! 
The -ber months come fast and go
December please slow!

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Twelve In A Row Part 8

At The Ticketing Counter

Wake up! Wake up! Now we’re in Victory Monument.
My droopy eyes weren‘t cooperative this time.  Koko was gentleman enough to carry my  bag and  he kept a firm hold on my arm like a grandpa and a grand daughter crossing the road.
We stopped at a food shop for a quick late lunch. Our hungry parasites couldn’t complain anymore. After a decent meal, we headed directly to the van station bound for Aranya Prathet (near Cambodia border).  Koko made the arrangement at the ticketing counter while I sat down on a long bench and cuddled my bag for more sleep.

What’s taking Koko so long? I opened my right eye and I could vision him plus four men at the counter(same group of drivers).  My hubby’s face was as red as a tomato. I knew right away they were looking for our passports again.

I felt secured when Koko came to join me and I really couldn’t win over these droopy eyes. After a short nap I felt a slight touch on my shoulder and  I could see a tall man with big muscles standing in front of me. He asked me if we weren’t Thais and I said yes. I dug out our passports and I showed him mine explaining everything in detail and before he left I told him in my unhappy tone. “Why,  don’t you remember us? We were your frequent riders for more than 6 years. We worked at Suppawit school .” The other guy at the counter asked me  back  why my husband bought a ticket not bound to our place of work. I smiled at him and told him we were dropping by Aranya Prathet because we would buy some groceries and personal needs. The 2 other guys  couldn’t control themselves and sneered at their red-faced fellow. Lol!

I know they really didn’t care about it but I just like them (all 4 men) to bear in their minds that we were now unhappy with their service and shall change ride if they do the same act again and again. This was the second time that they checked on us and besides they were not policemen or immigration officers . How about if we didn’t bring our passports  along with us? Then we couldn’t go back home? We were really not pleased this time because we’re their loyal costumers for more than 6 years. I was unhappy and I really liked to report this to their boss.  They didn’t know I have their boss contact number.

What is awaiting us?

Don't Mess Around with Intelligent Women

One morning, the husband returns the boat to their 
lakeside cottage after several hours of fishing and 
decides  to take a nap. Although not familiar with 
the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out. She 
motors out a short distance, anchors, puts her feet 
up, and begins to read her book.  

The peace and solitude are magnificent. 

Along comes a Fish and Game Warden in his  boat.  
He pulls up  alongside the woman and says, 'Good 
morning,  Ma'am. What are you doing?' 

'Reading a book,' she replies, (thinking, 'isn't that 

'You're in a Restricted Fishing Area,' he informs her.  

'I'm sorry, officer, but I'm not fishing. I'm reading.' 

'Yes, but I see you have all the equipment. For all 
I know you could start at any  moment. I'll have 
to take you in and write you up.'  

'If you do that, I'll have to charge you with sexual 
assault,' says the woman.  

'But I haven't even touched you,' says the Game  

'That's true, but you have all the equipment. For  
all I know you could start at any moment.' 

'Have a nice day ma'am.' 
From jokedujour

Inspired To write A Haiku 7

My cute smart daughter
won over the heart of her grannies
Frances is her name!

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

My Beloved Friends

Each of us has his /her own  group of friends or peers. There are  closest persons whom we entrust everything - even our secrets in life and whom we confide our joys, laughters  and  tears. And these persons are what we call our best friends. But there are other friends that come and go. There are also friends that say nice words in front of their friends’ face and they just want to listen to things they wanted to hear. When they’re hurt , they  disappear. They just remember our importance when we are in great help or shortly when they are in dire need or when they need somebody to listen to their  troubles. They need our  shoulder to cry on. Those kinds of friends are our fair weather friends.(But I am lucky not to have any of fair weather friends.)

Friends, you are always in my heart  where ever you are. I miss your company...

I was lucky to be blessed with many friends. They created a part in me. They are significant in my life. I really accept them as they are and they do likewise.  It doesn’t really matter to us whatever religion we profess, social standing, or beliefs. It’s our trueness that matters. It’s  but normal when there were times we really cannot appease everybody but the joy in there is we learn to forgive and forget and learn from it. That’s the time we say we understood each other and the closer we feel towards our friend.

But it’s saddening to find some friends whom we really love and regard as a family then in one spark of time we separate ways because of our destiny. Some of my friends went to Japan, Canada, Indonesia , back to the Philippines , Thailand and other countries .But as I said they are  still my friends. 

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

When Forrest Gump Went To Heaven

It's not that Forrest Gump is funny. It is his way of answering questions that makes me smile. I think he must be a wise man. Read on......

The day finally arrived; Forrest Gump dies and goes to Heaven. He is at the Pearly Gates, met by St. Peter himself. However, the gates are closed and Forrest approaches the Gatekeeper.

St. Peter says, "Well, Forrest, it's certainly good to see you. We have heard a lot about you. I must tell you, though, that the place is filling up fast, and we've been administering an entrance examination for everyone. The test is short, but you have to pass it before you can get into Heaven."

Forrest responds, "It shor is good to be here , St. Peter, sir. But nobody ever tolt me about any entrance exam. Shor hope the test ain't too hard; life was a big enough test as it was."

St. Peter goes on, "Yes, I know, Forrest, but the test is only three questions.

First: What two days of the week begin with the letter T?

Second: How many seconds are there in a year?

Third: What is God's first name?"

Forrest leaves to think the questions over. He returns the next day and sees St. Peter, who waves him up and says, "Now that you have had a chance to think the questions over, tell me your answers."

Forrest says, "Well, the first one -- which two days in the week begin with the letter "T"? Shucks, that one's easy. That'd! be Today and Tomorrow. The Saint's eyes open wide and he exclaims, "Forrest, that's not what I was thinking, but you do have a point, and I guess I didn't specify, so I'll give you credit for that answer. How about the next one?" asks St. Peter.

"How many seconds in a year?"

"Now that one's harder," says Forrest, "but I thunk and thunk about that and I guess the only answer can be twelve."

Astounded, St. Peter says, "Twelve? Twelve!? Forrest, how in Heaven's name could you come up with twelve seconds in a year?"

Forrest says "Shucks, there's gotta be twelve: January 2nd, February 2nd, March 2nd. . ..."

"Hold it, " interrupts St. Peter. "I see where you're going with this,and I see your point, though that wasn't quite what I had in mind....but I'll have to give you credit for that one, too. Let's go on with the third and final question. Can you tell me God's first name"?

"Sure", Forrest replied, "its Andy."

"Andy?!" exclaimed an exasperated and frustrated St. Peter. "Ok, I can understand how you came up with your answers to my first two questions,but just how in the world did you come up with the name Andy as the first name of God?"

"Shucks, that was the easiest one of all," Forrest replied. "I learnt it from the song. . "ANDY WALKS WITH ME, ANDY TALKS WITH ME, ANDY TELLS ME I AM HIS OWN. . . "

St. Peter opened the Pearly Gates and said: "Run Forrest, run." 

Monday, September 13, 2010

Tipos de Maridos

I just learned that there are many kinds of husbands.  Normally we rate the pictures as the  “bad-worse-the worst” but allow me to rate the following pictures with more adjectives before worst like: worse worst, the worst worst and the most worst. Lol!!

Now which do you think is the worst of all the worst??

Twelve In A Row Part 7

The "V.I P " Baggage

Inside the van, we were quietly settled feeling the cool soothing air after those looong  tiring walk plus the double dealers.  Bye -bye Ratchaburi.

It's nearly 12 noon and the van would  leave for Victory Monument. One,two,three passengers were coming at a time. I was supposed to close my eyes when I spotted a mother and her baby. They were the last passengers and were heavily loaded. The husband was dealing with the driver. From my seat I overheard their conversation.

This was what transpired during the conversation:

Husband:  My wife and my baby are bound to Victory Monument and this is their luggage.Where shall I put this?
Driver:  At the back but  you have to pay.
Husband:  But why? We could just put the luggage at the back compartment.
Driver:  It could  be but still you have to pay 100Baht same as the passenger's fare.
Husband: That is a dead thing! How come you charge the same,50 Baht ,O.k!?

The husband  finished the conversation by slamming  the door after putting the luggage at the front seat then left.
We left silent but the driver's still unease with the luggage beside him. After a ten -minute drive of  pondering , he stopped and put the luggage down away from its throne. Lol! I took a photo but it was too late for  it took me a minute to dig for  camera inside my stuff. The luggage was already away from its throne.

The "V.I.P" luggage deprived of its throne.
Shh! Stop giggling . Sleep  or else the driver might turn on you and drop you off the highway. Lol! PEACE am joking.....

Sunday, September 12, 2010

A Father and A Son Talk

A little boy went up to his father and asked: "Dad, where did all of my intelligence come from?"

The father replied: "Well, son, you must have gotten it from your mother, 'cause I still have mine." 

Inspired To write A Haiku 6

Koko is leaving
and Donya Buding is mad
D' boss feels sad,too.

Twelve In A Row Part 6

At The Train Station

After our appointment with the priest at Daruna Nu Kroh, we got inside the church for a silent prayer then took some photos and  left with a peaceful heart .

As usual we have to walk for a distance to the  waiting shed.  It was terribly hot! We rested a while then we heard the looong horn blasted all the way by the driver  (our reactions explained to the other  passengers we're new to this place)   announcing us passengers to be ready.  It was our new experience and what surprised us the most was the fare. We were left mouth-opened when we  discovered that the fare was only18 Baht as compared to the 300 and 400 baht the other drivers were charging us before!

We dropped Elia to her school and both of us had to find our way back to Victory Monument.From Victory to Aranya Prathet   then our beloved Wangnamyen is our travel target. Thinking about the long travel and its disadvantages ,I suggested to take a train. Koko agreed as it seemed to be the best idea.

I asked the officer about the train trip and  fare. Guess what? I was wrong . The fare was doubled and the worst is the train will be arriving at 4 pm.

We desperately took our baggage and headed to the van station bound to victory monument.

What do you think about our travel?

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Let’s Play With Words

The following words are  the students idea in my special class.

1.    TEACHER=            cheater
2.    POLICEMAN=          a clip on me
3.    NURSE=                   ensure
4.    DOCTOR=                to cord
5.    FARMER=                 framer
6.    PILOT=                       I plot
7.    CARPENTER=         pacer rent
8.    SECRETARY=         retry case
9.    PAINTER=                I parent
10. SOLDIER=                do liers/old rise
11. DENTIST=                 nid test( need test)
12. FIREMAN=                I am Fern
13. DRESS MAKER=    mask deers
14. FLORIST=                 ‘f”  I lost “r”
15. JANITOR=                 train Jo
16. WAITER=                  at wire/ write a
17. OPERATOR=           pear root
18. PRINCIPAL=             clip ‘r pain

Now you try….

Friday, September 10, 2010

Twelve In A Row Part 5

The Motor bike Man

The three of us complained of foot ache due to extreme fatigue.  We had  been walking for miles and were getting to nowhere and seemed the time runs so fast.

Elia decided to call her friend to make sure we're on the right tract. We crossed the road and asked the two   guys for the station bound to Daruna Nu Kroh. They pointed left and right so this time I made sure I understood everything. I got my lesson at the Victory Monument. Do you remember?  We followed their instruction exactly without missing any point and at last we're now standing at the right place.They were of great help!

We waited for sometime but it seemed not any single  trace of pick- up as well as passengers except us in this place.  Under the bridge were parked motorcycles  and drivers enjoying their hammock tied between trees swinging back and forth. The motor cycle driver was intelligent and sensible. He offered for a ride  and his rent  but he has to have a company  to drive us since his cute motorcycle was built only for maximum of two passengers.We agreed for the payment  of 200 Baht and ( they will share) they brought us there. It was only twenty-minute ride!
Elia and I reached the place before Koko so, I gave the man the amount we agreed before we started but now  he was asking for 20 Baht additional. I didn't give any cent because we already agreed with no extra charge.

Elia and I waited for Koko and got inside to meet the priest.

Have you come across with such situation?

What's next ??