I took the LRT at Katipunan station for Recto. Capacity was
semi-full and seats were all taken.
Suddenly a young boy stood up and left one space open with
no takers for several minutes. As I was in the center aisle and not that close
to that seat, I just held on to the handrail. But when one no was taking the
seat after several minutes, without further hesitation, I took it.
In a while the public address inside the train aired a
spiel, “bigyan daan ang mga matatanda at may kapansanan . . .”
The be-dimpled boy looked at me seated comfortably approvingly.
So I thought he really gave up the seat for the elderly.
At the Araneta station, he clutched the hand of his standing
mother and was moving towards the door to exit. Again he looked at me with a
smile which I returned with a lip movement with no sound “Thank you.” Still
clutching his mother’s hand, he lifted his right hand and waved me goodbye.
From the look of his eyes, he was pleased that he gave up his seat not to his mother nor to anyone else but me.
From the look of his eyes, he was pleased that he gave up his seat not to his mother nor to anyone else but me.
The situation set up the stage for the good nature boy to
do a good deed. And I was the fortunate recipient of his goodness.
30 Sept 2017 written on a HP ProBook
