PREDICTIONS
The materials for this weird fortune telling are very simple: a ring owned by some single individual and a strand of hair thick enough to carry the ring. You just tie the ring with the hair near at its end. Ask your victim, I mean your client about his or her desired marriage age. Then, without letting the ring getting anywhere, you slide the strand up and down between the index finger and the thumb of the right hand of the person according to the figure given by your victim, I mean client. Be careful not to let the ring touch the skin of the victim, I mean client when you do the up-down motion.
Upon reaching the final count, you lift the strand along with its ring above the center of the palm of your victim, I mean client, and keep steady for about five to ten seconds. If it moves round and round for 7 to 15 seconds, the predicted age is right.
Now, for the gender of your first born, you simply put the ring above the wrist of your victim, I mean client. Notice if it changes movement. If it moves in linear direction, it’s a boy. If it remains circular, it’s a girl. But, if it suddenly stops moving, your victim, I mean your client or your client’s spouse’s sperm/egg cell might want to stay squiggling inside their genitalia in perpetuity.
With this method, we have accumulated unusual results. One of which was my classmate who appears occasionally on Unang Hirit tackling about clothing designs will be married at her 17th birthday. The other extreme was 35 years from an Applied Math classmate who is currently enrolled in UPLB.
We also tested this to our adviser. Our guess was right. She was married at her 25th and never had children.
I also tried this to my mom. The result was stupendous. It guessed my mom’s age where she first married my dad in a church. And of course, my Kuya’s gender is unquestionably male.
Thinking about the perception of marriage and the gender of the baby, sometimes I thought that the verdicts are not for the date of the church marriage, but the day you said hello in a dark, cozy room and served milk in a clear glass pitcher. Then the milk curdled after a few hours of cell division.
I almost forgot. My classmate tested the fortune-telling to me.
Fate said 20 years old. A baby girl.
Geez, the oriental winds give me the chills.
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