Stepping out of my comfort zone: the WATUSI experience

I finally, FINALLY, after twenty-two long years, got myself to play with these sticks of incendiary chemicals. You see, when I was younger, we had watusis and firecrackers all the time every Christmas season, but my younger brother and I always had to have someone else (my cousins or anyone within three feet) light up the things for us. Simply put, we were scaredy-cats. We had a weird and unusual childhood, what can I say?!

Anyhow, I chanced upon a couple of these while on one of my tutorial sessions with Tim. He gave some to me (oh, joy!), and I immediately used them up went I got home to Bulacan (I couldn't afford having people see twenty-something me playing around with toys for children in the metro, could I?!) Anyhow, I got so worked up that I had one of the local kids my nephew hangs around with to get me some from the local store (couldn't afford having local tindera see twenty-something me buying toys meant for children, could I?!). These cost P2 each. Really cheap; I was expecting something more along the lines of P5 up, considering how inflation has gone up. Anyhow, turns out these watusis were duds. They didn't come in foil packing unlike those sold in the metro, so they kind of sponged up the ambient humidity. I had a hard time rubbing them on concrete surfaces before I got them to light up. I broke a nail in the process, but I keep forgetting that I shouldn't be concerned about that, hahaha. That's so queer. Sorry. Anyhow, when I got fed up, I just stacked them up in a pile and threw a rock on top of them. BAD IDEA. The whole pile went PRIKKIIEETTTTT (and that's really loud), and sent flaming wads of death in every direction. My two-year old nephew got hit by one such wad in the forehead; thankfully, he did not cry, for I would have really seen firecrackers then.

Anyhow, it feels good to be doing things I haven't done or tried before. The next item on my list is eating oysters. Actually, it should be surfing lessons in Zambales during the Christmas break, but my perforated eardrum still hasn't healed yet.

A word of advice: Don't play with watusis. They're not very fun to play with. And you might break a nail. Haha.