I Need a Miracle

"Tristan, I need your help with something", said one of my bosses.

"Sure...", I replied with a smile.

It was the first time he had asked me to do something for him so I felt that I had to oblige. So he took out two documents - each one a different list. He then started explaining things to me in plain English - what he expected, what we needed to do, what I needed to find. Being the smart boy that I am, I understood what he wanted.

"Okay...", I said.

"Can you do this by Friday evening?", he asked.

"I'll be out on Friday. Let me try to finish these tomorrow...", I replied.

He said thank you and left. I felt good about myself.

"This should be easy. Bibo kid ako e...", I then said to myself.

A few minutes later, I found the time to begin my little project. It looked complicated but, for someone so used to dealing with these things, it was supposed to be a walk in the park. I opened the first binder. My jaws dropped. I scratched my eyes. I was in shock. I quickly flipped through the pages. My heart started beating fast. It was candid camera without the camera. Or maybe there was.

"Naman eh...!"

I took a deep breath, dropped the binder on the desk, closed the office door and took a walk around the block. I wanted to light a stick but I stopped myself. I did not know if I was to laugh or cry or lash out. I looked out into the horizon, I felt at peace. Then reality sunk in.

"Russian?!?!?!?! Russian documents?!?!"

"Niloloko nyo ba ko?"

Blogger's Note: Until now, I am still trying to figure out how I'd be able to learn Russian tonight. Santa, I need a chip... Russian please, Russian...