It was 12:30 PM and we hurriedly went out of the star-studded hall. Our stomachs were grumbling so there there was only one thing in our hungry minds: FOOD. We went to a food stall and ate there.
Today is actually the World's Teachers Day with the theme, "My Teacher, My Hero." It was partly my day because I'm a teacher-to-be; a hero-to-be.
So, there we were, eating our food, craving for every amount of food available. As we were eating, a poor girl approached us. Her dress was ragged, she was dirty, she was hungry. She begged for alms. She was holding a bottle and she continuously patted it on our table. My companions smiled and patted with her. I also patted with her. We all laughed, but she remained blank. Pitied, I gave her one peso and she instantly left.
One of my companions was pitied that she invited the little girl to eat with us. I know it sounds downgrading but we gave to her our leftovers -- the food we haven't finished. Well, it doesn't sound that gross yet because I also eat some of my companions' food once they don't eat those already -- as long as they are clean. So, we combined all our food together and she ate it joyfully. We waited for her to finish all of the food we gave her. We even gave her a bottle of water to drink. It was too late for us to realize that she was also giving her brother food.
It felt heaven to do something like that to her. I felt happy for her being able to eat food we gave to her. Some unexplainable feelings keep popping inside my heart. It was a simple thing that we did, but it became very big for her. Argh. We became simple heroes on this day of the World's Teachers Day -- after all, we're all future teachers. We became a hero by just feeding her. All Smiles! :D
We hear her say, "Thank you," with a smile as we left her there.
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