It was a very fortunate day for all of us, despite the mild rain that welcomed everyone in a secluded barangay in the city we adopted. It exactly was the place where we distributed our bundles of joy to the residents a year ago. Nothing has changed. The idle lot where we set up our tents still proudly rests together with waist-high grasses adjacent to the high-end subdivisions.
The road in getting there was never easy this time. Brought about by the concrete fence of the pathway we used before, we have to experience the bumpy and dusty steep improvised road to get to the place. From the lowlands, we could see houses clinging on the mountains hanged like ornamentals.
We give back. I remembered someone who said that the giver's hand always stays on top than the receiver.He maybe partially is right. When you give a coin to a beggar, certainly you would drop it to whatever container he has. But on the contrary, when someone holds something that needs his bare hands certainly he would position the hands facing upward. The receiver gets it in the same manner how the giver did it, especially if its fragile. Anyway, we collectively agreed that giving is something uncommon and laudable, more so in these times of crisis and calamities.
Apart from the usual giving of goods to the beneficiaries, we added the endeavor with a more charitable heart. We infused a mass feeding for the children. With "pospas" and a cup of juice, we could see the untainted and genuine smiles on the faces of the children. The words of thanks from the residents made our hearts grew bigger.
Everyone didn't mind the scorching heat of the sun right after the mild rain shower earlier during the day. Nor did it discount our overflowing eagerness of the entire agency to share.
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