Finding hope in the unfortunate. Many people may find this paradoxical statement to be false, but last December 8, 2012, I found out otherwise.
As I awoke from my deep slumber, worn out from a night dedicated to school, thoughts of my assigned family’s future surfaced in my mind. I imagined how Joshua and Jonas would be like 10 years from now. Images of happy people and a simple, yet warm and fulfilling household started forming in my head. I was in this trance for about 5 minutes until I finally snapped out of it. I was honest with myself, and thought: how can poor and naive people like them honestly stand a chance in a world where opportunities and benefits favor only the rich? This thought continued to linger within me.
We arrived at Barangay Salapan at approximately 8:15 AM, and waited anxiously to meet our family. This time, however, while we were walking towards the place they lived, three kids that were playing, ran to us excitedly and greeted us. It was Jonas, Joshua, and a familiar face. As usual, we were met with smiles stretching from ear to ear. Because Jonas and Joshua are part of my assigned family, they accompanied me to their house. When I went in their house, which was just actually one room the size of a bathroom, lots of other kids started calling each other, announcing my presence and arrival. When they all came in, I put out my plastic bag full of biscuits and snacks that were just laying in some corner in my house, and started handing it over to them. They were like 10, so my snacks were not really able to accomodate all of them. Because of this, I expected there to be some fights and arguments over who gets to keep the snacks, but there wasn’t. They distributed it to each other as if they were one big happy family. Those with 2 snacks, generously gave to those who had none, while those who had none, graciously and gratefully accepted. This was one of the most beautiful and enthralling moments I’ve experienced. I imagined what the world would be like if everyone was like this; the rich helping the poor, and the strong helping the weak. I was just about to sermon myself with the argument that such a paradise was mere fantasy, and would remain like that forever. However, it was at that moment that I remembered telling myself earlier in the morning that the poor don’t have the slightest chance at a happy and satisfying future. Different emotions and thoughts started to clash in my head. I was having great difficulty in understanding what I was thinking, and what was happening in front of me, then I realized, this was it. It is possible for the children to have a happy future, because it was happening right then and there; There was a simple, yet warm and fulfilling household. Happy kids, about the age of 8 on average, enjoying the things that I myself take for granted. The household does not make the occupants; the occupants make the household. In the same way, the future does not shape us; we shape our own future. These kids, although they might not be as rich as tycoon Henry Sy, or as classy as celebrity George Clooney, they will be happy their whole life, that even without the luxuries of having a Playstation 3, or having a house the size of a soccer field, they will always be satisfied with whatever they have. With this in mind, I spent the rest of the day relaxed, that no matter what, a bright future awaits these kids.