Batang Kondoktor

As we go along with our daily routine, we meet different people of different personalities, insights, beliefs, and way of living. As a normal human, comments are also normal and the negative ones are the usual.
Life is very unpredictable, we can never tell what's next and as we all know, ourselves can only tell what to do with what will happen next.






Naujaaa!Nauuujaaaa! nnnaauuujjjjaaaaaaannn!
Ate an po kayo?
ay tabeeee!
Banteeee!






These are the common words that we usually hear from him. He is a 9 year old boy whom I use to call batang kondoktor. He is no longer studying. he smokes badly and he talks like a 25 year old man. He's playmates were his fellow kondoktors and jeepney drivers. Instead of climbing up the tree as his daily playing routine, he hangs over the metal bars at the back of the jeepney. instead of buying candies from the money he got, he buy rice and a can of sardines. The four corners of the jeepney have become hi classroom and the Mamang Driver have become his teacher. His tiny bone were really strong and his sickly looking physique are the opposite of his actions. His eyes seemed to be telling me the pains and dreams of this young man. I just realize how lucky I am for I use to eat at least three times a day without working for it.