HOPIA SOUP. The one thing you should make sure you have enough supply of is scotch tape—especially at home. And in the office. But most especially at home. When I was in high school, I couldn’t imagine life and school without it.
Some examples—the first thing I did when I woke up mornings was look for my slippers. My dog, Dalig, often played pranks on me by taking them out and hiding them somewhere. So, what I did then was to tape my slippers high on the wall where he couldn’t reach them.
Then, the flat iron cord would often have loose connection somewhere so that it wouldn’t get hot after plugging. I didn’t know why it would often have that problem, but having a scotch tape around was convenient. I simply spliced the wires and made the connection firm by wrapping scotch tape around it.
Why not electric tape? Well, we seldom bought electric tape then because it was useful only where electrical things were concerned. Unlike scotch tape which was applicable to both electrical and non-electrical matters.
After pressing on my high school uniform, I needed scotch tape again to attach my school patch on the left pocket of my shirt. You see, I had only one school patch and two collared polo shirt uniforms, and I taped the patch to the polo I was to wear on a particular day. Sewing it permanently on one shirt would leave the other shirt patchless—and I wouldn’t be able to enter the school premise without it.
Then, I would need the scotch tape again for my old black shoes. They had holes so I had to camouflage them with black art paper (that started my inclination to the arts) and affix it with scotch tape so it would stay in place throughout the duration of a school day (I attended the evening class which started in the afternoon). Well, it was another matter altogether when I had to join my classmates play some games that involved running and jumping. From time to time, I had to check if the taped art paper on my shoes needed reinforcement.
Also, you had to “pin” your school ID before entering the school campus. But I didn’t want to ruin my collared shirts with pin holes (I had to make my 2 collared shirts last for at least a year), so I “taped” my ID on my polo instead. No holes made.
During rainy days, we had to close our old jalousie windows to keep the rain from entering our room (and we still have jalousie windows in our rooms today). But the aluminum frame being old and worn out, the jalousie glass blades kept falling off. So what I did was to tape the blades on both ends to the aluminum frame that clipped it into position. From time to time I had to replace the scotch tape when it became too wet and lost its adhesion. But at least it worked, even if temporarily.
In college, I started wearing eyeglasses. You see, cheap eyeglasses often have weak stems (that frame member that attaches to your ear to keep the eyeglasses in place) that easily break. I remedied broken frame stems by wrapping them with scotch tape. Or, the tiny twin supports that rest on the sides of your nose? They also easily break. I also put them back in place with scotch tape.
Plus a lot more—broken fan blades, broken fan stands, broken TV channeling buttons, broken mirrors, my friend’s broken dentures, broken umbrella handles, broken wrist watch—broken anything.
That was before.
Today, having my own family and already earning a living, we have broken things repaired by a “pro” for a fee. These repair men roam around the streets now and then shouting their trade to let people in the neighborhood know their services are available. You just call them and hand them the broken stuff they need to fix.
But even they can’t fix all broken things well. Often, what they have just fixed gets broken again after a few minutes or so. That’s why I still have scotch tape handy around. Just in case..