On the spring of twenty-first, just like any other day. It was sunny, the plants and trees were all green, it felt like as if God is shining above me. As I walk down the street passing by the people, I saw a jeepney headed to Lucao. I knew I was also headed that way, so I decided to ride on it. A few minutes passed, the jeepney stopped by to pick up some passengers. But unexpectedly, two children hop aboard. I noticed they were abandoned, homeless, hungry and of need.
One is older than the other, he was carrying I think his sister no older than five years old and the older brother I think somewhat of the age between twelve years old. He has a homemade drum playing the instrument with no tune or rhythm. As he let his sister sits on the passengers footsteps hoping to earn little just to provide for them both. I watched and I noticed the passengers looked at them with judgment and with no interest.
As we draw near to our destination, still no