Although I am very much a child from darkness, I do have my moments. A couple of days ago, I joined the mad rush of people going to malls and book stores to buy school supplies for the opening of the coming school year. I was buying for my inaanak sa binyag. I do not know how you translate that in English. LOL
PM’s salary at the college as part-time chemistry teacher is not much. In fact, it is so not much that PM’s allowance from Don Domeng is bigger than her weekly salary given by the college. However, the point is, no matter how meager it was, PM was able to do good and share it to the needy.
The things is, my inaanak is the daughter of a worker on Don Domeng’s beach resort, who of course did not have much. It really felt good to know I have helped in my tinsy-tiny way, and I pray that my inaanak would be inspired to take her studies seriously because of the presence of people trying to support her.
Now I wonder why so many wealthy people are not moved to help the people around them who are obviously having a hard time? I am very sure helping them does not cost very much, especially when you are well-off. Me being able to give with the embarrassingly small salary I got, I am saddened by the lack of compassion and selfishness I see around me.
Now if only I am filthy rich. Sigh.