I saw one of them eyeing the leftover and the girl who was in charge of the place gave it to them. There were 4 of them with one small plate of leftover Pad Thai. I felt bad. B and I had Pad Thai Noodles and Pad Thai and honestly, we could do without it. These kids seem to live on alms.
In my heart and in my ideal world, this should never be the case.
I called the girl in charge and ordered one more noodle, one pad thai, and some meatballs plus two milk teas. Total cost was Php170. The look on her face when I told her it was for those kids and the look on those kids faces when they realized they had something to fill their tummies, PRICELESS.
I share this story because I want to encourage others to do the same; to share if you can, when you can, and simply because you can. I want us to be a world filled with people who do random acts of kindness and not violence ... to be the kind of person who feels, not ignores; who cares and who gives a damn.
I share this story without the resident photo in place because those kids have nothing already ... I did not want to take away the leftover dignity that they have by posting their photos in here. I wanted to share this story not to highlight them but to highlight the fact that you (my readers) and I can make a a difference.
I may be only one
but I am one.
I cannot do everything
I can do SOMETHING.