I’ve started doing some of the hundred or so things I needed to do before the start of classes on June 6. My husband and I went out of our way to buy Dylan’s school requirements, venturing as far as Magallanes St. in Cebu City, because my friend said things were sold cheap there.
It was a nightmarish walk through Manalili St., what with all the people scurrying to and fro and crazy drivers in a hurry to get to their destinations.
A deluge of biblical proportions (overstatement) swept through our living room from the kitchen shortly before dawn last week soaking (understatement) everything in its path including Lennon’s favorite books because he took them from where they would have been safe from the water when he woke up at 1 a.m. and left them on the floor afterwards.
The rain gutter and downspout could not handle the sudden onslaught of the water and so it found all possible means of getting out of its narrow confines into wider areas like our kitchen and living room.
Of all the sciences, I really love and appreciate astronomy the most and I think this bias has rubbed off on my sons. Dylan loves reading about our solar system and even knows a lot about the sun and the major planets. He simply cannot have enough of Saturn’s beautiful rings and Jupiter’s many moons. He loves finding out about space, the stars, and black holes.
One of Lennon’s favorite things is a picture book on the sun, moon and the planets. Whenever he wakes up in the wee hours of the morning, he’d get that book and look at it. The craters on the moon and the fiery sun fascinate him and he’d point to the pictures again and again.
If there is anything we all agree on, it is looking at all the awesome pictures (such as this one) of newly born stars, nebulas, surfaces of planets, moons, comets, asteroids and other stuff that astromers provide.
One thing I’m really looking foward to this week is the American Idol finale on Wednesday (performance night) and Thursday (decision time).
I hope Carrie Underwood will win. She has been my favorite from the start. Bo Bice is great, too, but Carrie is star material. Most of my friends and officemates prefer Bo, though.
Dylan wants to watch the third episode of Star Wars, “in the moviehouse and not in DVD”, so his dad and I went to check it out first to see if it was acceptable viewing material for a six-year-old boy.
Aside from some bad acting and the rat in the moviehouse, I’d say it would do for a young boy. I’m sure my son would find it awesome, special effects and all. I was probably already biased about the acting even before I went inside the cinema, having read a review somewhere that said it stank.
Coming inside the moviehouse at the most inopportune time, a scene or two before Anakin Skywalker aligned himself with the dark side, did not help either. I kept wondering why it was so easy to turn someone who had grown up in the good side of the force and the skepticism stayed even after I watched it from the start and realized that his fear of Padme (Natalie Portman) dying was what caused him to betray the Jedi order.
My son keeps bugging me about watching the movie already. I guess when I sit through that again, I’d watch out for the political message that George Lucas supposedly embedded in his movie.
For a review on the scientific complexities involving a war in the stars, click here.
