One
morning in a bright sunny day, in my way to the grocery store I passed by
number of people waiting for their ride going up and others are going down the city.
I saw kindergarten children, grade school pupils, high school and college
student of different schools from their uniforms among them. Also waiting are
adults going for work or elsewhere. Upon entering the store I noticed a young
girl approaching down the road carrying a sack but I did not mind it as I went
on to buy my needs. Then in my way back I reached her on her way as she walks
slowly looking for recyclable waste left along the road. She is pretty with
dark complexion and a bit malnourished by her size and age. In my mind she is
supposed to be in school not at this situation so I feel a little hate to her parents.
Slowly I walk alongside the road with her asking information about her that she
readily gave. She was the third in the family of six, her older brother and
sister are not studying, and her younger brother and sister are in grades one
and two. Her youngest brother who was
still two years old was carried by her mother in sorting out garbage at the
shop she works. Her father left them a year ago and he did not come back so she
was forced to help her mother in finding ways to provide for their needs. With
petty I felt for her I offered my store to buy her collection since I am in a
business of that kind at that time nearby with a special price for her because
the two kilometer upward road to where she sells her collection is a torment I can
not imagine for her age of ten. And she accepted it promising me next time but
maybe out of her young mind or other unknown reason she never came until I
closed my shop venturing for another business. Then one afternoon after some
years that passed, on board a passenger jeep going up to town, the weather is
bad raining lightly, we meet a young lady hurriedly walking down the highway
carrying a sack full of recyclable materials. Wet and seemingly singing on her
way down by the movement of her mouth that I could see as we crossed our way
and I recognized her to be the young girl I meet before! Suddenly upon
recollecting her story feeling a mist that formed into my eyes, I shouted with
my heart in my mind, my god how I can help her!!Then a thought came to me to
alight from the jeep I rode to help her, but it sounds a crazy Idea because
after all I am still a stranger to her. I have nothing to help her in my
situation at that time, and the only thing that I could do for her was to pray
for her, asking god to protect her, guide her and bless her so that in the
years to come she will live fully contented and her dreams fulfilled and I will
also be very happy with her from a distance. Thank you for reading and God
Bless Us All!!
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