My Sister’s Seriously Scrawny Piggy

My lovely sister decided to break open her piggy bank after a few years. Can you guess how much she saved up?

It was a cold Tuesday night. My sister, a graduating Med Tech student, complained bitterly about the tough comprehensive exam she had on Clinical Chemistry that day. She was not sure if she made the cut. If she missed it, she said, she would have to stay at the university for an extended time. Who wants that?

Depressed and worried, her eyes rested on her bright red piggy bank.

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On one side, she has written “Please donate!”

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On the other side, it says, “Lima-lima para sa dukha.” In English, “Fives (5 pesos) for the destitute.”

She has been feeding that piggy for years now. It’s supposed to be filled with tons of glittering 5- and 10-peso coins! My despondent sister had a bright idea. “You know what would cheer me up? The sight of piles of shiny money! Let’s break open my piggy bank!”

First, we weighed the piggy. It felt just a bit lighter than my 15-lb kettlebell. Maybe it’s lighter than that and we’re both just really out of shape.

So, what’s the best way to slaughter a piggy bank? A knife? No. A kitchen scissor is best.

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After cutting along the slit, help it along with your hands. Yay! This is like opening a gift.

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There you have it. Shiny coins! It’s raining money. And we love the tinkling sounds they make.

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Next part is the best part – Ā counting the money, of course. We stacked the coins in groups of ten on my sister’s bed. Due to their weight, the stacks sag on the bed so we transferred the lot to her study table. There were more fives than tens because she intended to drop only fives in the piggy bank.

First and final count: She saved P2,600! I asked her how old the piggy bank is. She said, “I don’t remember. But I’m sure ate Anne had another just like this at the time.” And Anne, my other sister hasn’t lived with us for about three years. So, the piggy bank is around three years old.

Imagine that. P2,600 in a period of three years. Her savings averaged P866.66 per year. That’s P16.66 per week. That is sooo sad.

“I took out some coins once in a while, you know,” she reasoned out. Surely, the tweezers came in handy whenever she wanted to make a “withdrawal.”

It was pitiful how little she saved up over three years. We laughed about it. Good thing is it served its purpose, at least its purpose at this moment. She was depressed and the whole process of breaking open the piggy bank cheered her up definitely.

I asked what she plans to do with money. She said maybe something then deposit the rest in a bank account. That’s good. Because when you use the entire “coin collection” to buy something, then it means you just used the piggy bank as a tool for storage, not for saving.

Like a true Med Tech student, she placed the coins in a biohazard specimen bag and posed with it.

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Last night, I bought matching tin can piggy banks for us. The one with owls is mine. She chose the one with cute kittens. I just hope it doesn’t take her five years to fill that one up.

 

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