angels.
just a short story.
i was in greenhills with my friends the other day and there were four excess slices of pizza. the slices are huge (i lack the capacity to consume wholly a slice). since they were all on diets and im simply full we had the slices packed for takeout. me and hon decided to take it even if we're both not hungry at all (well, im not hungry! and knowing him, he probably is. but o well, lets continue the story).
we were both not very benevolent in matters concerning charity we had no idea how giving food away worked. we went to the streets and looked for greasy looking children. no luck.
on our way to the other side we saw a messed up kid in the bridge. one arm was cut and he had no legs, or did but both didn't serve its purpose. he was the perfect picture of disabled.
and since pao is a wimp, i bent my knees and asked the kid:
"magisa ka lng"
"opo"
"saan mga kasama mo"
"wala po akong kasama"
"kaya mo tong buksan" holding out the paper bag
"opo"
i gave him the bag and told him to eat well. that was sure to fill him up for a day to three. "he probably thought we were angels," pao said when were walking to the aisles of tiangges. well, yeah.. he probably thought we were angels. i thought so too.
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