I was playing alone at the village’s court a while ago until three kids wanted to shoot some hoops too. I can see they were tired from their work, like real work, not the school work that we all have. Their bodies were a bit frail, they wore tattered clothes, and their skins were a tad bit darker than the normal Filipino’s. I said to myself why not?
I gave them the court. I was there standing and observing these three little kids that were physically and mentally drained from their jobs. They were shooting quite good, they were laughing, they were smiling, they were happy even for a while. I have to admit, I was frustrated and disappointed with myself. I have more than what they have but they were happier. I have less work to do but I am one of those who rant when I have petty chores to do. I wanted to help but I don’t know how. I want to help not only those little kids but more like them.
I did help them in some way that I would not divulge here, but I fathom that it was not enough. I hope that someday, I will make a change in my own way. I pray that someday, I could help people. I wish one day, I would know what to do.
