Cold

The word cold reminds me of the times when I was a young girl experiencing cold rainy days with lots of thunder and lightning and would take so many hours before it stopped. My mother would always light a blessed palm tree that we have used during Palm Sunday of the Holy week. She said the smoke would send away evil spirits and the thunder and lightning. Brown out is already expected everytime it rains so hard and so we’ll all sit in one room. I would play with my two younger sisters or we’ll tell nonsense stories to each other. My mother will make noodles or spaghetti soup(or sotanghon soup with stir fried chicken pieces and some toasted paprika-my favorite). Sometimes my father will tell us funny jokes or he will turn the radio a bit louder so we can listen to the news. I forgot to say earlier that my father would say that St. Peter is playing bowling everytime the thunder strikes.

I wanted to skip IF this week but I just cannot do it because, I have not yet missed any week since I have started. This is a quick drawing but maybe I would add more characters later on if I would be well enough to do it. I still have headache and sore throat. Actually, it is cold out here.