Justin walks over to Cesar while dribbling the ball, dribbling it with one hand and crossing it under his feet to his other hand.
Cesar raises his eyebrows and says, “Wow, I didn’t even realize how well you’ve developed you’re dribbling skills.”
Justin replies, “Haha. It’s because you taught me how, master.”
“I’m grateful for the feedback, my student. Now, shoot the ball, and let’s see how you can improve with it.”
Justin nods and says, “I know I’m not gonna get it the first time but I’ll try.”
Justin faces the rim and readies his shooting form.
“Bend your shooting forearm slightly forward, Justin, it’s at an acute angle. You are supposed to have a right angle on your shooting arm.”
Justin does what he’s told, slightly bending forward his left forearm.
“You’re good to go, Justin.”
Justin jumps and shoots the ball. It soars in a low arch; and as it is descending, it hits the rim and goes in.
Justin jumps up and down and celebrates, and Mark jumps up and down celebrating with him.
Justin makes a fist and says, “Yesss.”
Mark passes Justin the ball he has been holding and gets the other that was shot. Justin readies his shot and just about he is about to shoot he straightens up and looks at Cesar.
“Isn’t the path of my ball in a low arch? Why didn’t you correct me?”
“Nah, I don’t wanna mind it anymore as long as you can just sink it in. Can’t fix what’s not broken.”
“Doesn’t having a high arch increase the chances of a bucket?”
“You can make a bucket even though you have a low arch shot. Just keep it up, you do you.”
“Ok, master.”
Justin readies his shooting form and lets in a deep breath then lets it out. He jumps and shoots the ball which travels in a low arch. As the ball descends, it hits the rim and bounces out only to hit the ground.
“Was that a good shot master?”
“Yeah, it was. You just have to feel the shot and practice ever so often, shooting, so that your arms will get used to it. But for now, you’re good considering where you’re at skill-wise.”
“Ok, I’ll make sure I’ll improve, master.”
“Good, now take another shot.”
Justin nods and glances at Mark with his hands ready to receive the ball. Mark passes him the ball and he catches it. Just as he is about to shoot, someone shouts in the distance.
“Go! You can make it, man!”
The three of them look at where the voice is from and they find a man with crutches approaching them. They can’t see him from the distance until he gets closer.
They are wide-eyed when they realize who he is.
Justin points at him and says, “YOU ARE THE SNIPER!!!”
The man says, “Yes, I am what the legend refers. The one who is the best 3-point shooter in the best of the best league in the Philippines, the Basketball League of the Philippines.”
There is silence in the atmosphere, no one dared to speak in front of the legendary player.
“I am Alfred “The Sniper” Macapobre. Nice to meet you all.”
The three of them are elated at this revelation that they approached him. Smiling and curious, they asked him many questions.
Mark says to him, “When are you gonna come back to the league, Sniper?”
Justin adds, “Yeah, when are you gonna recover, Alfred?”
Cesar interjects, “Can you sign me an autograph, sir?”
Alfred raises his hands at chest level and reassures them that he’ll say and do what they request when he has put his baggage in his room. Then they salute him and oblige him to carry his stuff to his room.
“We’ll do it for you, sir,” says Cesar as he salutes.
The other two salute and say, “We are your servants, sir.”
Alfred smiles and says, “Lead the way, young blood.”
They all nod at him then they proceed to carry his things to his room. But they have no idea where his room is, so they ask him where.
Alfred just laughs and says, “Oh. Haha. I’ll lead the way then. Follow my lead.”
Alfred takes time climbing the stairs with his crutches. Cesar sees this and is moved. Cesar puts down the luggage he’s carrying and then approaches Alfred. Cesar tells him to put his arm over him so that he can climb the steps with ease. Alfred just smiles and allows Cesar to do what he wants to do.
But before Alfred could put his arm over Cesar, he held the crutches in his other hand. Alfred nods to him in commencement and Cesar gets it. They now start climbing the steps with efficiency compared to Alfred just solo-climbs it with crutches. On they go atop the stairs as Alfred commands him to rest.
“Rest easy, lad. There are more steps to take, my room is on the third floor.”
So they rest for a while and wait for others to catch up. The other two finally reach the second floor and both are panting.
“Boy, these luggage are heavy. What are in these?” says Justin.
Alfred laughs and says, “I brought clothes, some weights, and books with me. Haha. Sorry for the inconvenience.”
Justin salutes him and says, “No problem, sir. We got this under control.”
Alfred smiles and is amused. He salutes back at him and says, “March on, soldier.”
Justin just giggles like a schoolgirl when her crush smiles back at her.
Alfred then commands Cesar to climb the stairs with him. Cesar complies.
They climb the stairs as carefully as possible with ease while the other two make ugly faces as they lift the luggage.
When they have reached the top of the stairs, Alfred commands Cesar to rest so that others can catch up. Again, when the other two have reached the stairs, they are panting. But this time, they’re just sweating all over.
“Why are there so many stairs in this house? Are we going to heaven or something?” says Mark.
“Yeah. Why did you put so many stairs that are forever ending?” says Justin.
Alfred just laughs and says, “This is the curse of being rich, you buy unnecessary things for your enjoyment. But as long as you’re on the budget, you’re fine.”
“Sure it is wonderful being rich and famous, sir,” says Cesar.
Alfred glances upward and says, “Yes, it is wonderful being rich and famous.” Then he looks at Cesar dead-straight in the eyes and says, “But with these, there are a lot of enemies.”
They just stared at each other and Cesar just voluntarily looked at the ground. And suddenly, Alfred just hit Cesar on his back prompting him to cough.
“But being rich and famous means going lots of places and buying all you want. It isn’t that bad, after all. Hehehehe,” says Alfred.
Cesar chuckles and smiles.
“Should we go to your room, sir? I know you’re tired,” says Cesar.
“Oh, I sure do need that rest you’re talking about. OR I’ll die. Hahaha,” says Alfred.
“Hehehe,” says Cesar nervously under his breath.
‘Dang, I have to carry him down again. My back and neck are starting to hurt.’ Mark thinks
“Onwards, shall we go young bucks,” says Alfred.
They then proceed to his room at the end of the corridor. They proceed into the corridor slowly but with ease. As they go through the corridor, Justin is wide-eyed again.
“I didn’t even notice that there are so many rooms in here. Whose are these?” says Justin.
Alfred stops and nudges Cesar for them to turn. As they turn, Alfred smiles wryly at them.
“Do you wanna know why?” Alfred asks.
All of them are curious about what he just said.
Mark breaks the silence by saying, “Why, sir Alfred?”
“Hmhm,” with Alfred smiling. “ These are for my children,”
They are perplexed.
“Sir, you only have two children. Why so many rooms?” says Cesar.
“Young lads, the Lord said to be fruitful and multiply. Emphasis on the multiply part. I have decided to have as many babies as possible to increase the production of human civilization. I shall fulfill the will of God among men. To put it simply, I love having sex with my wife all the time, and I love having kids, they look like me and my wife. You get me?” Alfred says with a smile on his face.
They were shell-shocked and silenced by the explicit answer. No one dared to say a word. An awkward silence filled the corridor until Alfred laughed out loud.
“You’ll know what I mean fellas when you’re all married.”
Alfred pats Cesar on his shoulder and then both of them walk towards the furthest door of the corridor.
Mark and Justin just stand in their place, unable to move. They can’t even carry the luggage as they dropped them.
Alfred hears this and says, “Hey! Be careful with my luggage, fellas!”
Both of them immediately pick up the luggage and proceed to walk towards the Sniper and Cesar. As the fellas are walking towards the Sniper and Cesar, Justin breaks the silence made by Alfred.
“I didn’t know he could be explicit. I thought he was a gentleman, like a modest British. My innocence has been tainted.”
Mark giggles, “Well, at least not dirty.”
“What do you mean not dirty? Do you think sex jokes are clean?”
“We have a tainted view of sex in this day and age, that we think it’s dirty. But it’s not so in the sight of God.”
“Huh, interesting. Tell me more.”
“Well, God made sex for humans to enjoy pleasure in our miserable lives, and he also made it so that we could populate the whole world as he commands us to. Sex isn’t bad neither good.”
“What do you mean sex isn’t bad nor good?”
“Sex is neutral, it’s not in and of itself evil nor good. It just is. How you use sex determines if it is bad or good. If you obey the commands of the Lord God Almighty concerning your sex life, you’re using it for good. But if you disobey the Almighty when it comes to your sex life, you’re using it for bad.”
“Could you give me an example of when it becomes bad or good.”
“Hmm,” Mark thinks for a second. “For example, God prohibits sex when you’re not married. If you obey the Lord by not having sex when you’re not married or having sex to the woman you’re married to, you’re doing good. But if you have sex without getting married or have sex with someone other than the woman you’re married with, you’re doing bad or sin.”
“Huh, I have never thought it that way. So, sex is just a gift from God, originally created for our good.”
“Exactly so, but we stupid humans disobey God so much that we see sex as dirty and not holy when placed in a proper place or outlet.”
Justin walks over to Cesar while dribbling the ball, dribbling it with one hand and crossing it under his feet to his other hand.
Cesar raises his eyebrows and says, “Wow, I didn’t even realize how well you’ve developed you’re dribbling skills.”
Justin replies, “Haha. It’s because you taught me how, master.”
“I’m grateful for the feedback, my student. Now, shoot the ball, and let’s see how you can improve with it.”
Justin nods and says, “I know I’m not gonna get it the first time but I’ll try.”
Justin faces the rim and readies his shooting form.
“Bend your shooting forearm slightly forward, Justin, it’s at an acute angle. You are supposed to have a right angle on your shooting arm.”
Justin does what he’s told, slightly bending forward his left forearm.
“You’re good to go, Justin.”
Justin jumps and shoots the ball. It soars in a low arch; and as it is descending, it hits the rim and goes in.
Justin jumps up and down and celebrates, and Mark jumps up and down celebrating with him.
Justin makes a fist and says, “Yesss.”
Mark passes Justin the ball he has been holding and gets the other that was shot. Justin readies his shot and just about he is about to shoot he straightens up and looks at Cesar.
“Isn’t the path of my ball in a low arch? Why didn’t you correct me?”
“Nah, I don’t wanna mind it anymore as long as you can just sink it in. Can’t fix what’s not broken.”
“Doesn’t having a high arch increase the chances of a bucket?”
“You can make a bucket even though you have a low arch shot. Just keep it up, you do you.”
“Ok, master.”
Justin readies his shooting form and lets in a deep breath then lets it out. He jumps and shoots the ball which travels in a low arch. As the ball descends, it hits the rim and bounces out only to hit the ground.
“Was that a good shot master?”
“Yeah, it was. You just have to feel the shot and practice ever so often, shooting, so that your arms will get used to it. But for now, you’re good considering where you’re at skill-wise.”
“Ok, I’ll make sure I’ll improve, master.”
“Good, now take another shot.”
Justin nods and glances at Mark with his hands ready to receive the ball. Mark passes him the ball and he catches it. Just as he is about to shoot, someone shouts in the distance.
“Go! You can make it, man!”
The three of them look at where the voice is from and they find a man with crutches approaching them. They can’t see him from the distance until he gets closer.
They are wide-eyed when they realize who he is.
Justin points at him and says, “YOU ARE THE SNIPER!!!”
The man says, “Yes, I am what the legend refers. The one who is the best 3-point shooter in the best of the best league in the Philippines, the Basketball League of the Philippines.”
There is silence in the atmosphere, no one dared to speak in front of the legendary player.
“I am Alfred “The Sniper” Macapobre. Nice to meet you all.”
The three of them are elated at this revelation that they approached him. Smiling and curious, they asked him many questions.
Mark says to him, “When are you gonna come back to the league, Sniper?”
Justin adds, “Yeah, when are you gonna recover, Alfred?”
Cesar interjects, “Can you sign me an autograph, sir?”
Alfred raises his hands at chest level and reassures them that he’ll say and do what they request when he has put his baggage in his room. Then they salute him and oblige him to carry his stuff to his room.
“We’ll do it for you, sir,” says Cesar as he salutes.
The other two salute and say, “We are your servants, sir.”
Alfred smiles and says, “Lead the way, young blood.”
They all nod at him then they proceed to carry his things to his room. But they have no idea where his room is, so they ask him where.
Alfred just laughs and says, “Oh. Haha. I’ll lead the way then. Follow my lead.”
Alfred takes time climbing the stairs with his crutches. Cesar sees this and is moved. Cesar puts down the luggage he’s carrying and then approaches Alfred. Cesar tells him to put his arm over him so that he can climb the steps with ease. Alfred just smiles and allows Cesar to do what he wants to do.
But before Alfred could put his arm over Cesar, he held the crutches in his other hand. Alfred nods to him in commencement and Cesar gets it. They now start climbing the steps with efficiency compared to Alfred just solo-climbs it with crutches. On they go atop the stairs as Alfred commands him to rest.
“Rest easy, lad. There are more steps to take, my room is on the third floor.”
So they rest for a while and wait for others to catch up. The other two finally reach the second floor and both are panting.
“Boy, these luggage are heavy. What are in these?” says Justin.
Alfred laughs and says, “I brought clothes, some weights, and books with me. Haha. Sorry for the inconvenience.”
Justin salutes him and says, “No problem, sir. We got this under control.”
Alfred smiles and is amused. He salutes back at him and says, “March on, soldier.”
Justin just giggles like a schoolgirl when her crush smiles back at her.
Alfred then commands Cesar to climb the stairs with him. Cesar complies.
They climb the stairs as carefully as possible with ease while the other two make ugly faces as they lift the luggage.
When they have reached the top of the stairs, Alfred commands Cesar to rest so that others can catch up. Again, when the other two have reached the stairs, they are panting. But this time, they’re just sweating all over.
“Why are there so many stairs in this house? Are we going to heaven or something?” says Mark.
“Yeah. Why did you put so many stairs that are forever ending?” says Justin.
Alfred just laughs and says, “This is the curse of being rich, you buy unnecessary things for your enjoyment. But as long as you’re on the budget, you’re fine.”
“Sure it is wonderful being rich and famous, sir,” says Cesar.
Alfred glances upward and says, “Yes, it is wonderful being rich and famous.” Then he looks at Cesar dead-straight in the eyes and says, “But with these, there are a lot of enemies.”
They just stared at each other and Cesar just voluntarily looked at the ground. And suddenly, Alfred just hit Cesar on his back prompting him to cough.
“But being rich and famous means going lots of places and buying all you want. It isn’t that bad, after all. Hehehehe,” says Alfred.
Cesar chuckles and smiles.
“Should we go to your room, sir? I know you’re tired,” says Cesar.
“Oh, I sure do need that rest you’re talking about. OR I’ll die. Hahaha,” says Alfred.
“Hehehe,” says Cesar nervously under his breath.
‘Dang, I have to carry him down again. My back and neck are starting to hurt.’ Mark thinks
“Onwards, shall we go young bucks,” says Alfred.
They then proceed to his room at the end of the corridor. They proceed into the corridor slowly but with ease. As they go through the corridor, Justin is wide-eyed again.
“I didn’t even notice that there are so many rooms in here. Whose are these?” says Justin.
Alfred stops and nudges Cesar for them to turn. As they turn, Alfred smiles wryly at them.
“Do you wanna know why?” Alfred asks.
All of them are curious about what he just said.
Mark breaks the silence by saying, “Why, sir Alfred?”
“Hmhm,” with Alfred smiling. “ These are for my children,”
They are perplexed.
“Sir, you only have two children. Why so many rooms?” says Cesar.
“Young lads, the Lord said to be fruitful and multiply. Emphasis on the multiply part. I have decided to have as many babies as possible to increase the production of human civilization. I shall fulfill the will of God among men. To put it simply, I love having sex with my wife all the time, and I love having kids, they look like me and my wife. You get me?” Alfred says with a smile on his face.
They were shell-shocked and silenced by the explicit answer. No one dared to say a word. An awkward silence filled the corridor until Alfred laughed out loud.
“You’ll know what I mean fellas when you’re all married.”
Alfred pats Cesar on his shoulder and then both of them walk towards the furthest door of the corridor.
Mark and Justin just stand in their place, unable to move. They can’t even carry the luggage as they dropped them.
Alfred hears this and says, “Hey! Be careful with my luggage, fellas!”
Both of them immediately pick up the luggage and proceed to walk towards the Sniper and Cesar. As the fellas are walking towards the Sniper and Cesar, Justin breaks the silence made by Alfred.
“I didn’t know he could be explicit. I thought he was a gentleman, like a modest British. My innocence has been tainted.”
Mark giggles, “Well, at least not dirty.”
“What do you mean not dirty? Do you think sex jokes are clean?”
“We have a tainted view of sex in this day and age, that we think it’s dirty. But it’s not so in the sight of God.”
“Huh, interesting. Tell me more.”
“Well, God made sex for humans to enjoy pleasure in our miserable lives, and he also made it so that we could populate the whole world as he commands us to. Sex isn’t bad neither good.”
“What do you mean sex isn’t bad nor good?”
“Sex is neutral, it’s not in and of itself evil nor good. It just is. How you use sex determines if it is bad or good. If you obey the commands of the Lord God Almighty concerning your sex life, you’re using it for good. But if you disobey the Almighty when it comes to your sex life, you’re using it for bad.”
“Could you give me an example of when it becomes bad or good.”
“Hmm,” Mark thinks for a second. “For example, God prohibits sex when you’re not married. If you obey the Lord by not having sex when you’re not married or having sex to the woman you’re married to, you’re doing good. But if you have sex without getting married or have sex with someone other than the woman you’re married with, you’re doing bad or sin.”
“Huh, I have never thought it that way. So, sex is just a gift from God, originally created for our good.”
“Exactly so, but we stupid humans disobey God so much that we see sex as dirty and not holy when placed in a proper place or outlet.”
