OUR FRIENDS, THE DWARFS

1.  IN THE GLASS OF MILK

When my son was still a kid, my wife told me that one day she saw him giggling alonge.  She was playing with somebody else.

She was told, in a childish language, that he saw a small boy swimming in his glass of milk.  The creature was too tiny that he can be accommodated in a glass.  The tiny boy went even to his ears.  He played there.

We did not take him seriously.

2.   THE NURSE AND THE DWARF

When the same first born child was still a kid, we hired him a registered nurse who would take care of him while my wife is in school.  She was a grade school teacher.  The nurse would come in the morning and goes home every afternoon.

One day she did not report for work.  We learned later that she was sick and brought to a hospital in a nearby town.  She did not want to return to us anymore.

Later, we were told by her that the little creature wanted her as his wife.  In the hospital, unseen by all but herself, she reportedly saw our friendly creature at the footside of her bed.  He would not leave her.

We do not know what happened to her later.

3.   MY WIFE AND THE DWARF

Our friendly creature was at home in the 1980’s.  My wife told us that while she was changing her clothes way back from school, the dwarf was heard to be giggling and calling her ‘mama’, ‘mama’.  He apparently did not want him seeing her change her clothes infront of him.

Also, another day, after washing the clothes, she hung them infront of the house.  She heard something popping.  What she saw amazed her.  She saw some multi-colored mushrooms and underneath were our friends.

It only disappeared when her sister called her.

4. ME AND MY FRIENDS.

Like any other husbands,  I helped my wife in her chores.  I washed our clothes in the evening.  I did this every night.

One evening, while doing my washing.  I saw the wooden floor needing some improvements.  A snake might just bite me.

The next day, which was Saturday, I bought a bag of cement, one cubic meter of sand and one cubic meter of stones and worked on the floor of the small ‘batalan’ or bathroom.

The following day, my wife told me that his small creature friends spoke to her thanking that their entrance to the deep of the earth was not closed.

There were three dwarfs, incidentally, they had their names.  One was Michael, the next was Stephen and the third, I cannot remember.  Some reported tem playing in the middle of the night under the talisay tree.