The Other Promil Kids

I have been receiving a lot of emails about the Promil Kid from my readers. If only my nephew could blog, I think he would create his own (which is just right since he has been outshining me here on MY OWN blog, LOL). Or, when he reaches the right age, he’ll ask for his share of whatever I earn from this blog (which he will never get).

Anyway, whenever my friends and I meet, they always ask how my nephew is doing or whether there will be any Promil Kid posts anytime soon. See, he’s stealing my friends, too! That kid is evil! And the worst part is, he doesn’t know it!

Most of the time, my friends would also tell me stories about the little children in their lives. You see, most of us know a Promil Kid. It may not be my nephew but I’m sure you know a smart, know-a-hell-of-a-lot kid. And I never get tired of listening to stories about clever, cute and sometimes rude toddlers! Here are some of them.


Mind you, visual + blunt isn’t really a pleasant combination. Take my friend Dane’s little sister for example. A couple of years ago, at the start of classes, her mother came to class only to find out that the little girl was not there. Panicking, she looked for her all over the area and found her in another Kindergarten class. Asked why she was there, the evil kid answered, “Eh kasi yung katabi ko, tulo yung uhog! Kadiri!”

She was brought back to her original class.

The next day, the exact same thing happened. She was missing and they found herΒ  in the other class. My friend’s mother said, “Di ba sabi ko sa’yo, dun ka sa kabilang room? Bakit andito ka?”

The girl responded, “Eh kasi yung teacher ko AMPANGET!!!”


Don’t ever mess up their reality! One day, the little sister of one of my friends was having a Science exam. The teacher specifically instructed the children to color living things brown and non-living things yellow.

This Promil Kid went home with one mistake, something that she could not accept. She was pissed.

When her mother checked where she went wrong, she realized that the girl colored the grass green and not brown.

“Bakit mo kinulayan na green? Sabi sa directions, pag living things, kulayan ng brown!”

The kid answered, “Eh sa kulay green yung grass ko eh! Pinipilit nyo ko na kulayan ng brown eh kulay green naman talaga yung grass!”


“Hindi kayo makakauwi hangga’t hindi nakaupo lahat,” shouted the teacher to her Kindergarten class, which my friend’s sibling attended.

Apparently, there was a young boy who just kept on running around the room, making kulit his other classmates. So my friend’s sister stood up, approached the boy, and hit him hard. Everyone was shocked.

Confronted by the teacher who asked why she hit him, she explained, “Eh ayaw nyang umupo eh! Uwing-uwi na ‘ko!!!”


My friend Debbie’s cousin was also in pre-school when this story happened. Her cousin was the top pupil in class. She was the epitome of a smart student. She was active in recitations. She would always get a perfect score in any test. Until this one day when she made tiny mistake. She colored the pineapple orange. It was marked wrong as according to her teacher, “Pineapples are yellow.”

The kid went through a sort of depression because of it. She refused to play. She was always in a foul mood. She was affected by the incident. But it wasn’t making that mistake that upset her. What bothered her so much was WHY her teacher considered it wrong when she had seen orange pineapples. (We’re talking about the pineapple’s skin, the outer part.)

This depression went on for days that her father felt he had to do something about it. He wrote her teacher a letter. The letter was something like this:

Dear Teacher,

Good day! I’m writing you this letter because my daughter is still upset by the results of your Science exam. Attached in this letter is her test paper where she colored the pineapple orange and it is marked wrong.

You know, in our home, we value diversity. We expose our children to many things — many shapes, many colors of the world — and let them appreciate that her surroundings are varied. We serve grapes that are purple and green, apples that are red and green, pineapples that are yellow and orange. I am worried about my daughter and I hope you could do something to fix this.

By the way, please accept a simple present I have prepared for you. Thank you.


The present was a fruit basket and in its center was a pineapple. An orange pineapple.

I. LOVE. IT!!! Classic.


  1. nakaka depressed nga yan.
    pano kaya pag colorblind ang bata… kasi lately I was diagnosed with colorblindness (green & red deficient)
    BTW, dapat mag retraining yung teacher about handling child-sensitivity.

    • Waaaaaaah. Wala ka naman balak mag-pilot Yodz di ba? Kasi grabe, dream-wrecker kung colorblind ka tas gusto mo magpilot. So you don’t see red and green? Ganun ba yun?

  2. Tama! hahah sometimes kasi teachers insist that they are correct and sometimes are narrow-minded not admitting their mistake! tsk tsk tsk.

  3. Ows? Yellow when ready to eat. Orange brownish when ripe, brownish green when unripe

    • uuuuuuy ngayon ko lang ‘to nabasa, yoshke! ayos. oo epal lang ung teacher ng pinsan ko. mali naman kasi ung mga ganyang exercise sa school na nagpapacolor at dinidictate ang tamang kulay sa mga bata. pamatay creativity lang. hmmmm… and yes, walang choice si teacher kundi i-perfect cia sa test after reading my uncle’s letter.

  4. waaaaaaaa ngayon ko lang ‘to nabasa, yoshke! haha. andito pala ang story ng pinsan ko. oo winner lang ung uncle ko. buti nga dun sa teacher. syempre wala ciang choice kundi iperfect ung test paper ng pinsan ko. πŸ˜€ hehehehe.

    • dear yoshke/ES, sorry at di ako nagbabasa ng directions. awaiting moderation pala ung una kong comment. wag mo nang ipublish ung nauna –ung ang simula eh “waaaaaa.” mas oki ung isa. so un na lang. hehe. salamats at sorry! πŸ˜€

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