It's already past 11:00 in the evening and its about 15 hours that had passed but I am still thinking and bothered of what I saw just this morning when I was on my way to work.
I was in public utility vehicle and it was very traffic and while waiting our turn to go, there was something that caught my attention. It was a street child (a little girl) who was asking a help from a guy she met while she was walking down the street. The guy actually stopped in front of her and I was thinking the guy will give something or even a single penny but to my surprise she pushed the little girl away that caused her (the little girl) to slip. Without even looking back of what happened to the little girl, the guy walked away.
I really felt bad...I was so sad for the little girl and for what that bad boy done to her. I felt helpless, I wanted to help that little girl but it was also exactly after what had happened the traffic light turns to green which means the vehicles have to go.
It was a very sad scenario. I was really thinking that if I have just time I would help that little girl because I know her situation is very difficult. She might be hungry by that time and she wanted to eat.That was actually my first thought why she asked from that guy. If I had the chance, I would really give her something if not money but at least something to eat. I really felt helpless and that really makes me feel sad the entire day even this time that I am about to sleep.
I am really wondering why a lot of people in this world couldn't afford to share what they have, even just a single penny. They don't realize that even this single cent, would make these street children happy. What is "one penny " to share compare to the many blessings that we receive everyday? They are very less fortunate! I hope everyone would have a heart and will join me to this endeavor. We need to help others especially those little kids in the street. They need food to eat, they need a clean water to drink, a place to stay during night time, a place that they can call home and a loving person whom they can call sisters, brothers or a family. All of these things are what they need and I hope everyone who can read this would have a heart and would share what they have for this very unfortunate little children.
Let us join hands together, let us all help in changing street children's lives in every single penny we give...
I care for street children, how about you?
Street Children in the Philippines
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Love for street Children
Greetings to everyone!
Let me start by telling you a story about my life, the hardship and difficulties I encountered in life until I became professional.
By the way, I am a graduate of Business Management in one of the well-known school here in the Philippines. Currently, I am now into sales and also doing a part-time job as a teacher in the school of Management. But before I reached this success I actually experienced a lot of difficulties in life...I experienced not to eat in one day..or sometimes you can eat but no viand at all or simply eating rice with water and salt as my viand. My life was very difficult...I was indeed a poor boy.
I am a son of unwanted pregnancy but being a son of unwanted pregnancy is actually acceptable if your mother and father love each other and they are living together as one family but in my case it was not that way, because I was a fruit of the violent behavior of my irresponsible father.He was really irresponsible and I don't know where he is because I never had a chance to meet him since birth but I don't wish to see him.
To continue my story, my mother was actually a victim of selfishness of my father and that selfishness give life to me.I don't know if I will be happy with that or not! My mother way back then was 15 years old and thank to her, she never thought of killing me.Since she was very young, she left their place and of the reason that she was so afraid to her parents, she went to her Aunt in a province and there she stayed until she gave birth to me.After giving birth, she left me there and never never think of my anymore as his son because she believed that I am not deserving of her love and she actually transferred to me the anger that she has to my father. In short, I paid the sin that my father did.
From there, my miserable life started also. I grew up in a foster family who happened to be a poor family in a province where there is no electricity, no water system, no computers, no everything or shall I say a place where modernization is very very far away.
That was the life I was facing as I am growing....At my young age I learned to work that little kids or little boys do not actually do but for me I have no choice I have to work because if I will not work I will be scolded and will receive a lot of physical assault. When I was a kid I have no time to play, instead of playing I have to work and work to earn a money for school and other needs. But even I was young I had a mindset that I have to do this because, this is for me- for my future. I did not stop schooling and the good thing is I was an honor student when I was in grade school. When I am studying I experienced to go to school with out any money at all even a single centavo..I have no rice..I have nothing...the worst is I have to walk 10-20 kilometers away back and forth just for me to study. My life was so hard then... That was at the age of 7 years old to 12 years old...
When I reach high school, my life never changed and more difficulties and hardships..In order for me to finish high school I worked as a "helper" or "slave" in one of the richest families in the said place where I am living. I worked to them, I have to sleep at around 12 midnight or sometimes 1:00AM and wake up at around 4AM and do a lot of things. Before I can go to school I am so tired and sometimes I am late but I never thought of quitting until I graduated in high school with honors.
College time... if I just have to consider my foster family it is very obvious that they can't send me to college but since I was determined I find a way and that I work during night time as a service crew of a fast food chain and at day time I have to study. Life for me was not very easy like other boys and girls out there.
But after all of these things, I able to reach my dream to become a degree holder and a successful person and that I am right now.
Why I am doing this? I only have one purpose and that is to help those street children because I know we have the same experience but the different is that they were not given a chance to have a family. Their lives became more miserable but I believe that its not too late to help these kids.
I want to gather them and give them a home to be called, a place to live in, a food to eat, a water to drink and an education for a better future. But I know i can't do this alone but I need the support of others in any way they can. I want to give hope for these young kids..I want to change their lives...I know how to difficult their lives now...
So, for those who can read these blog, please start giving your donation now...Your single penny can change lives...I want to give these kids a beautiful gift this coming Christmas and that gift will be only given to them if each one of us will help them.
If you have questions, feel free to email me and I will communciate with you.
Thank you so much!:-)
Let me start by telling you a story about my life, the hardship and difficulties I encountered in life until I became professional.
By the way, I am a graduate of Business Management in one of the well-known school here in the Philippines. Currently, I am now into sales and also doing a part-time job as a teacher in the school of Management. But before I reached this success I actually experienced a lot of difficulties in life...I experienced not to eat in one day..or sometimes you can eat but no viand at all or simply eating rice with water and salt as my viand. My life was very difficult...I was indeed a poor boy.
I am a son of unwanted pregnancy but being a son of unwanted pregnancy is actually acceptable if your mother and father love each other and they are living together as one family but in my case it was not that way, because I was a fruit of the violent behavior of my irresponsible father.He was really irresponsible and I don't know where he is because I never had a chance to meet him since birth but I don't wish to see him.
To continue my story, my mother was actually a victim of selfishness of my father and that selfishness give life to me.I don't know if I will be happy with that or not! My mother way back then was 15 years old and thank to her, she never thought of killing me.Since she was very young, she left their place and of the reason that she was so afraid to her parents, she went to her Aunt in a province and there she stayed until she gave birth to me.After giving birth, she left me there and never never think of my anymore as his son because she believed that I am not deserving of her love and she actually transferred to me the anger that she has to my father. In short, I paid the sin that my father did.
From there, my miserable life started also. I grew up in a foster family who happened to be a poor family in a province where there is no electricity, no water system, no computers, no everything or shall I say a place where modernization is very very far away.
That was the life I was facing as I am growing....At my young age I learned to work that little kids or little boys do not actually do but for me I have no choice I have to work because if I will not work I will be scolded and will receive a lot of physical assault. When I was a kid I have no time to play, instead of playing I have to work and work to earn a money for school and other needs. But even I was young I had a mindset that I have to do this because, this is for me- for my future. I did not stop schooling and the good thing is I was an honor student when I was in grade school. When I am studying I experienced to go to school with out any money at all even a single centavo..I have no rice..I have nothing...the worst is I have to walk 10-20 kilometers away back and forth just for me to study. My life was so hard then... That was at the age of 7 years old to 12 years old...
When I reach high school, my life never changed and more difficulties and hardships..In order for me to finish high school I worked as a "helper" or "slave" in one of the richest families in the said place where I am living. I worked to them, I have to sleep at around 12 midnight or sometimes 1:00AM and wake up at around 4AM and do a lot of things. Before I can go to school I am so tired and sometimes I am late but I never thought of quitting until I graduated in high school with honors.
College time... if I just have to consider my foster family it is very obvious that they can't send me to college but since I was determined I find a way and that I work during night time as a service crew of a fast food chain and at day time I have to study. Life for me was not very easy like other boys and girls out there.
But after all of these things, I able to reach my dream to become a degree holder and a successful person and that I am right now.
Why I am doing this? I only have one purpose and that is to help those street children because I know we have the same experience but the different is that they were not given a chance to have a family. Their lives became more miserable but I believe that its not too late to help these kids.
I want to gather them and give them a home to be called, a place to live in, a food to eat, a water to drink and an education for a better future. But I know i can't do this alone but I need the support of others in any way they can. I want to give hope for these young kids..I want to change their lives...I know how to difficult their lives now...
So, for those who can read these blog, please start giving your donation now...Your single penny can change lives...I want to give these kids a beautiful gift this coming Christmas and that gift will be only given to them if each one of us will help them.
If you have questions, feel free to email me and I will communciate with you.
Thank you so much!:-)
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