Another sermon

Once again, tonight's lecture about music in the liturgy turned into another sermon for us participants: our speaker complained among other things about how parents were negligent in instructing their children how to behave properly during mass and that some even failed to correct their children's bad behavior during mass. But this time around, I didn't feel as ashamed as I did before. And although the other participants appeared dumbfounded by our speaker's remarks, I found myself totally agreeing with him because my parents did insist that we children behave during mass even when we were little--I was the one who meekly obeyed but my more headstrong and lively sister was a bit more of a problem--and I now would also get irritated by unruly children who are allowed to wander around the church, talk loudly and, horrors! even eat and drink while the mass was going on.

Cute question

The coordinator for our parish's music seminar series brought along her four-year-old daughter to this evening's session and left her to amuse herself and mingle with the other people there as they waited for the seminar to start. The seminar speaker was busy setting up his laptop and the LCD projector while I was occupied with setting up my keyboard and other paraphernalia. After observing us for a while, the little girl came over to me and to my infinite amusement asked, "Daddy mo ba siya? (Is he your daddy?)", indicating the seminar speaker. Since the seminar speaker is actually younger than I am, I laughed at the thought and called over to him, "Joel, are you my daddy daw?" He too laughed, then thought for a moment before telling the little girl while giving me a wicked look, "No, she's my mommy!"