After a typical Monday school day , I made my way to the street mom usually waits for me , and hopped in 'mom's taxi' . We were waiting at the usual traffic light , minding our own business . Then suddenly , mom tapped me on the shoulder and pointed at the direction of her side of the car .
There was this old lady , walking ON THE ROAD , going car by car , asking for money . Many cars/lorries just ignored her , but she just continued walking . Soon enough she was beside our car , and we just gave an awkward smile , not knowing what to do . Then , she walked towards the car behind us . The man in the MyVi wind down the window , and gave her some money .
I looked to the car on my right . It was an MPSJ car .
" Aren't they suppose to do something ? " I pointed .
No . Apparently mom said it was up to some welfare department to take action .
" Can't they do something ? "
Mom : " look at them . "
There were three men in the Jeep , happily living in their own little world , chatting away .
Can WE do something ?
I mean , it's like if we DO give her money , she'll think what she's doing now is working , so she'll continue doing it . Right ?
But if we DON'T give her money , who knows how could she survive .
so what do we do ?
by the end of the day , it all comes down to one thing .
time to appreciate the little things in life ,because afterall , the most precious thing in life ;
is life itself .
