I burnt my left hand with steaming hot water from the cup of tea I had on the table. I forgot the details of the acrobatic stunt I did, but I know I was holding my phone and my dad was sooo panicky witnessing the scenario.
It's hella painful but during that moment I pretended it was nothing because my dad had his eyes on me...the you-clumsy-child stare. terribly burning but my thought was still on my phone. This happened pre-dinner.
When we went nextdoor fo dinner (every meal we dine together with our nextdoor neighboors which are our aunts, grandma and uncle) I shared what had happened to my aunt and she said I should've placed tomatoes on my hand (back of the fingers) to keep it from swelling the next day. I eyed on the side dish we had which were diced tomatoes and cucumber in videgar and soysauce. I grabbed some from the plate and placed the tomatoes on my hand. EEEEHH, no table manners, eh?
Anyway, my sister, Renea cooked "nilagang baka" as one of the dishes. We usually dont transfer it anymore to a bowl, we just place the hot pot on the table right away (ofcourse with a thing under it to protect the table). Me and my aunt were talking, Renea was trying to get a piece of beef from the boiling pot beside me. She sit's on my right side and I'm technically in between her and the pot. With my left hand in prone position and with tiny bits of tomatoes resting over it.....lo and behold! she spilled boiling soup on my left hand again! It was like rubbing salt to the wounds! Very ouch, but the three of us couldnt help but laugh! Renea was laughing and so sorry she tried to hug my head. My aunt handed over a spoon of tomatoes this time. ;)
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