last thursday after lunch, i went to a store to buy choco mucho (my current favorite chocolate candy). while waiting for my change, a little girl tugged my pants. when i looked down, i didn't recognize her.
then i heard her mother exclaim "baw, kilala ya gd c tita nurse nya ba". i didn't recognize the kid but i instantly recognized the mom. i remembered her as the harassed, frantic, problematic mother who didn't know what to do with her situation. there were medicines to be bought and she had little money. she can't even leave her little girl because she didn't have anybody to help her in the ER (her husband was also looking for help/money in their baranggay).
so being a softie, i offered to look after the little girl so that she could buy the medicines. i had to be "creative" because we weren't supposed to be doing the bantayanay of the patient due to the bulk of work we had. the poor little girl didn't even have her underpants on! the "bantay" of another patient on the adjacent bed also took pity and gave the little girl her apo's old shorts while muttering "ay inday, daw ako nahuya para sa aton nga mga babae nga gabukaka na!"
back to the present...
mother: la mo sya nakilala noh?
me: wala! kay naglain na chura nya.
mother: huo, pero kilala ya gd ka ya kay ikaw nagbantay sa iya sg wala ko.
smiling, i bought another candy to give to the little girl. it felt good to be remembered for the, at that time, little and simple help i gave.
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