Walking instead of taking the public transport in going home every afternoon after work has always been my option since I stayed in the city for years now.
Although only a few kilometers away, it enables me to sweat out and feel rejuvenated from the day's work.
Did any instance that I missed noticing these little boys selling strung sampaguitas in front of the church where I attend mass every Sunday. These boys approximately aged from 10-15 years old. Frail as their bones just like everybody of their age don't understand and can't withstand the risks that comes with it as a consequence.
Some days ago, one approached me and offered sampaguitas.More than a dozen suspended on his tiny hand. I tried to draw out coins from my pocket but unfortunately I only found the bunch of keys for the house and office. He was disappointed not able to sell a piece. I promised him to buy the next time I met him.
Although only a few kilometers away, it enables me to sweat out and feel rejuvenated from the day's work.
Did any instance that I missed noticing these little boys selling strung sampaguitas in front of the church where I attend mass every Sunday. These boys approximately aged from 10-15 years old. Frail as their bones just like everybody of their age don't understand and can't withstand the risks that comes with it as a consequence.
Some days ago, one approached me and offered sampaguitas.More than a dozen suspended on his tiny hand. I tried to draw out coins from my pocket but unfortunately I only found the bunch of keys for the house and office. He was disappointed not able to sell a piece. I promised him to buy the next time I met him.
A bunch of them also sells candles across the street alongside with pedestrians. Curiously I asked one of them,"Where are your parents."
"In the house." he politely answered.
While sitting on a bench right beside the entrance of the church, I realized how fortunate and blessed I am, not wearing the shoes these kids are wearing when I was of their age.
Had these kids taken their meals? Are they in school? Had they enjoyed the value of being worry free and unaffected by those around them?
They have the answers. It might not be the best response they could ever give, but enough to prick a little bit of the our hardened and numb hearts.
Eventually, I would see to it that I have coins in my pocket, that by the time I'll bump to any of those lads again, I'll make a shine on their face.
The best thing you should offer those little boys and girls selling anything on the streets is food that goes directly to their mouths. Money earned could even go to the head of the syndicate. Give crackers or candies, better still cup cakes...
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