The other day, inside the kitchen playing around, Frenfren opened the refrigerator door. He saw the nice eggs his mommy had bought last night. 10 of them in all, sitting inside the refrigerator. He was excited when he saw the eggs just sitting there. He remembered how nice the chicks were when he helped care for the chicks right after they came out of the eggs. All newly hatched, wet, and needing help. He remembered how his nino and the caretaker carefully cared for each chick that was hatching from it's egg.
So he decided right there with the cold air from the refrigerator escaping into the kitchen. The chicks in the 10 eggs needs help in getting out. With 10 eggs, he'll get 10 baby chicks. So he carefully took the first egg and cracked it open. The yolk spilling unto the kitchen floor. There was no baby chick.
Not disappointed, he thought there must be chicks in the other eggs. They need help. So he took the next egg, cracked it open, yolk spilling unto the floor next to the first egg. There was no baby chick. He knew there has to baby chicks in the eggs. He saw it himself when the chicks hatched the other week. His nino and the caretaker next door, helped the baby chicks from the eggs. He knew in his heart that there are baby chicks waiting to hatch from the eggs in the refrigerator.
So again, he took an egg, cracked it, the yolk again fell to the ground next to the other yolks. Yet, there were no baby chicks. Frenfren did this seven more times, until all the eggs were cracked, the egg yolks all on the kitchen floor, mixing together. Again, after each opened egg, there was no baby chick. Not to be disappointed, since there was no baby chicks. He looked at the egg yolks on the kitchen floor. Frenfren thought again to himself, since there are no baby chicks in the eggs, I will make dinner. He spied the ripe tomatoes his mommy had bought with the eggs the night before. Took a tomato, set it on the floor. Then he went back to the refrigerator and took the kitchen knife that his mommy stores with the other utensils on the inside of the refrigerator door.
With the tomato in one hand and kitchen knife in the other, he started slicing tomatoes just like his mommy does when she is preparing their dinner. He was intent on making dinner for the family, just like how his mommy makes it.
Just then, his mommy walks into the kitchen and sees the wonderful mess on the kitchen floor. Her baby boy was cutting tomatoes into slices amid the egg yolks. She calmly asked Frenfren what is going on. Frenfren explained that he saw the 10 eggs in the refrigerator and that he wanted 10 chicks of his own. But since there were no chicks, he decided to make dinner for the family.
Her son displayed self-esteem, self-confidence, and initiative. She could not bring herself to spanking the boy. After cleaning up the mess on the kitchen floor, she took the time to explain to her young son, that chicks are not found in eggs inside the refrigerator. Those eggs are outside under a hen or inside an incubator. Also, that we prepare the dinner on the table or counter, not on the kitchen floor.
Later that evening, during her chat with her husband who is away. She relayed the days of events of their son. He laughed at the story being told. For it was years ago, at about the same age as his son, that he and his cousins did the exact same thing in their Lolo's house, in the family compound, looking for chicks in the eggs inside the refrigerator.
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Since this story came out. All the sharps have been taken out of the refrigerator and secured in a higher place that Frenfren will not get to.
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