This morning, i have a very important lesson from a person i least expected -- and that i even don't know in the first place.
Yes, i have been riding in a jeepney with him couple of times now, but that just ain't enough to know why his grandmother let him travel by himself.
He cought my attention today as he says, "para!" on the same street where i supposed to say the same as well.
I had a conversation with him long enough to understand his whole life.
And the conversation goes..
Kim(k): keni sabe kata.
Boy(b): (just looked blankly)
k: sabay tayo. (bent slightly and rubbed his back gently)
b: (smiled and frenzied)
k: bat ka pinapabayaan mag-isa ng lola mo?
B: (no word, just playing on his apple-green toy car)
k: san pupunta lola mo nun?
B: magtatrabaho po.
k: ahh, san ka pupunta nyan?
B: dire-diretso lang po.
K: malayo?
B: (nodded)
k: sino ba pupuntahan mo?
B: si mama ko po.
K: ahh, bat di ka nakatira sa mama mo?
B: ayaw ko don.
K: baket?
B: kase yung lalaking si boy neg.
K: asawa yun ni mama mo?
B: opo. (without even looking bitter about it)
K: pinapalo ka?
B: opo. (there was some sort of a change in his facial expression)
k: bakit daw?
B: (silence)
k: may anak na sila ni mama mo?
B: opo. (there was a glow)
k: ilan?
B: (signed two using his fingers)
k: mas bata sayo?
B: (short pause) mas maliit pa saken yun.
K: ("yeah, i forgot the language of a child." i said to myself) san kayo nakatira?
B: sa may sandra. Ai, sa SUNRISE STREET.
K: susunduin ka ni lola mo dito?
B: opo. Dun kila mama.
K: pano kung di ka sinundo? Marunong kang umuwi mag-isa sa sunrise street?
B: opo, magjijeep pa ko.
K: magbabayad ka pa ng seven.
B: (bragged me his money of six 5 peso coins and four 1 peso with a grin on his face.)
K: ai, andame. ang galing mo naman. (smiled widely) ilang taon kana ba?
B: six.
K: nag-aaral kana?
B: opo.
K: anung grade mo na?
B: one.
K: marunong kana magbasa?
B: opo, sa school.
K: sino nagturo sayo? Si lola mo?
B: (silence)
k: san ka nag-aaral?
B: cutcut.
K: mag-isa ka lang pumupunta sa school?
B: inahatid nalang ako ni lola.
k: edi pag sabado ka lang nandito?
B: opo.
k: malayo talaga bahay ni mama mo?
B: dire-diretso tas dun sa may..may..may.. (he forgot the next words) Ikaw din dire-diretso?
K: oo, taz liliko sa may blue na gate.
B: ahh, yung ganyan? (pointed on a earth green gate)
k: oo, pero ganun yung kulay. (pointed on a lower part of an electric post in blue)
b: (walked near the post) ahh, ganito? (gently and haughty kicked it)
k: (nodded) kasama mo si papa mo sa bahay?
B: hindi.
K: san sya?
B: sa marisol.
K: kayong dalawa lang ni lola mo sa bahay?
B: opo.
K: wala kang lolo?
B: meron. Nasa marisol, tinaga nya nga yung bahay eh.
K: baket?
B: kase dumating na pala yung totoong may-are.
K: ahh, di naman pala sa kanya yung bahay?
B: (nodded)
k: ano nga pala pangalan mo?
B: kevin.
K: ahh, kevin. Ako si kim.
B: atsaka cachaneg.
K: huh?
B: CACHANEG! (or something that sounded like that.)
k: Cachaneg yung apelyido mo?
B: (smiled)
k: (smiled back) ayan na bahay ko. (pointed the blue gate)
b: (smiled, then nodded)
k: (gently massaged kevin's head) bye-bye.
B: (raised his had shoulder level)
kevin's indeed a wonderful person i could choose to converse with everyday. He showed me my life the way i should see it, how fortunate i am to have it, and how fool i can be not to appreciate.
He expresses himself in the least emotion he can give and in the manner that i would understand.
Honestly, i have already forgotten the way a child does things until this morning, and i was reminded how to live like a child AGAIN.
A child that wouldn't show the bitterness of an incomplete family and the boredom of his saturday life.
A child who never sees the world as an adult turning 20 in 40 hours would see it.
A child who uses his old green toy to have his imaginations come to reality, and who looks contented with no fancy toy car.
A child who faces the sun with the utmost power that his eyes can resist, as how he faces his unfair life.
A child who travels his weekend to his mom who just carried him for three quarters of a year and gave him away to his grandma without hatred in his heart at all.
He thought me a lesson, that is..
TO VIEW THINGS SWEETER AS THEY MAY SEEM SO.
DEAR Kevin,
where ever your life's pilgrimage may bring you, i wish you GOOD AND HAPPY JOURNEY AS YOU BECOME A BIGGER TRAVELER.
Do not stop having conversation with an empty soul like mine just before we've met. Most of all, stay sweet and give a lot of those innocent smiles with a stranger like me, cause that might be the only lovely thing they would see that day.
Keep that child playing on your heart even when you grow taller and smarter than i could ever be. KEEP INSPIRING.
I'll pray for you, and i'll remember you always for i have wrote you in my heart.
Take care and thank you!
Love,
ate kim
Yes, i have been riding in a jeepney with him couple of times now, but that just ain't enough to know why his grandmother let him travel by himself.
He cought my attention today as he says, "para!" on the same street where i supposed to say the same as well.
I had a conversation with him long enough to understand his whole life.
And the conversation goes..
Kim(k): keni sabe kata.
Boy(b): (just looked blankly)
k: sabay tayo. (bent slightly and rubbed his back gently)
b: (smiled and frenzied)
k: bat ka pinapabayaan mag-isa ng lola mo?
B: (no word, just playing on his apple-green toy car)
k: san pupunta lola mo nun?
B: magtatrabaho po.
k: ahh, san ka pupunta nyan?
B: dire-diretso lang po.
K: malayo?
B: (nodded)
k: sino ba pupuntahan mo?
B: si mama ko po.
K: ahh, bat di ka nakatira sa mama mo?
B: ayaw ko don.
K: baket?
B: kase yung lalaking si boy neg.
K: asawa yun ni mama mo?
B: opo. (without even looking bitter about it)
K: pinapalo ka?
B: opo. (there was some sort of a change in his facial expression)
k: bakit daw?
B: (silence)
k: may anak na sila ni mama mo?
B: opo. (there was a glow)
k: ilan?
B: (signed two using his fingers)
k: mas bata sayo?
B: (short pause) mas maliit pa saken yun.
K: ("yeah, i forgot the language of a child." i said to myself) san kayo nakatira?
B: sa may sandra. Ai, sa SUNRISE STREET.
K: susunduin ka ni lola mo dito?
B: opo. Dun kila mama.
K: pano kung di ka sinundo? Marunong kang umuwi mag-isa sa sunrise street?
B: opo, magjijeep pa ko.
K: magbabayad ka pa ng seven.
B: (bragged me his money of six 5 peso coins and four 1 peso with a grin on his face.)
K: ai, andame. ang galing mo naman. (smiled widely) ilang taon kana ba?
B: six.
K: nag-aaral kana?
B: opo.
K: anung grade mo na?
B: one.
K: marunong kana magbasa?
B: opo, sa school.
K: sino nagturo sayo? Si lola mo?
B: (silence)
k: san ka nag-aaral?
B: cutcut.
K: mag-isa ka lang pumupunta sa school?
B: inahatid nalang ako ni lola.
k: edi pag sabado ka lang nandito?
B: opo.
k: malayo talaga bahay ni mama mo?
B: dire-diretso tas dun sa may..may..may.. (he forgot the next words) Ikaw din dire-diretso?
K: oo, taz liliko sa may blue na gate.
B: ahh, yung ganyan? (pointed on a earth green gate)
k: oo, pero ganun yung kulay. (pointed on a lower part of an electric post in blue)
b: (walked near the post) ahh, ganito? (gently and haughty kicked it)
k: (nodded) kasama mo si papa mo sa bahay?
B: hindi.
K: san sya?
B: sa marisol.
K: kayong dalawa lang ni lola mo sa bahay?
B: opo.
K: wala kang lolo?
B: meron. Nasa marisol, tinaga nya nga yung bahay eh.
K: baket?
B: kase dumating na pala yung totoong may-are.
K: ahh, di naman pala sa kanya yung bahay?
B: (nodded)
k: ano nga pala pangalan mo?
B: kevin.
K: ahh, kevin. Ako si kim.
B: atsaka cachaneg.
K: huh?
B: CACHANEG! (or something that sounded like that.)
k: Cachaneg yung apelyido mo?
B: (smiled)
k: (smiled back) ayan na bahay ko. (pointed the blue gate)
b: (smiled, then nodded)
k: (gently massaged kevin's head) bye-bye.
B: (raised his had shoulder level)
kevin's indeed a wonderful person i could choose to converse with everyday. He showed me my life the way i should see it, how fortunate i am to have it, and how fool i can be not to appreciate.
He expresses himself in the least emotion he can give and in the manner that i would understand.
Honestly, i have already forgotten the way a child does things until this morning, and i was reminded how to live like a child AGAIN.
A child that wouldn't show the bitterness of an incomplete family and the boredom of his saturday life.
A child who never sees the world as an adult turning 20 in 40 hours would see it.
A child who uses his old green toy to have his imaginations come to reality, and who looks contented with no fancy toy car.
A child who faces the sun with the utmost power that his eyes can resist, as how he faces his unfair life.
A child who travels his weekend to his mom who just carried him for three quarters of a year and gave him away to his grandma without hatred in his heart at all.
He thought me a lesson, that is..
TO VIEW THINGS SWEETER AS THEY MAY SEEM SO.
DEAR Kevin,
where ever your life's pilgrimage may bring you, i wish you GOOD AND HAPPY JOURNEY AS YOU BECOME A BIGGER TRAVELER.
Do not stop having conversation with an empty soul like mine just before we've met. Most of all, stay sweet and give a lot of those innocent smiles with a stranger like me, cause that might be the only lovely thing they would see that day.
Keep that child playing on your heart even when you grow taller and smarter than i could ever be. KEEP INSPIRING.
I'll pray for you, and i'll remember you always for i have wrote you in my heart.
Take care and thank you!
Love,
ate kim
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