Upon passing along Ilustre Street , a young boy came across my way yelling unto the two American women who were waiting for a taxi. The lad was like 7 or 8 years old, in his ragged clothes and worn-out slippers. He came near to the ladies and asked," Ma'am, where you go?".
I couldn't help but smile upon hearing the boy in his effort to speak such an almost perfect foreign language.The boy's broken English has registered in my mind up to this very moment. Must be an intelligent kid huh!At such a very young age, he should have been just home,enjoy watching tv., working on his assignment if ever he goes to school at daytime, or playing with his siblings and parents-- safe from the the unsuspecting threat of the night.
But sad to realize, this has been the usual scene that I see each night when I pass along Ilustre Street on my way home from work. Young boys whose age ranging from 7 to 10 yrs. old who help the people from that area get a taxi. They're the ones who hail a cab for them and get cents in return for such "customer service". Whether it's voluntary or out of dire need, still it's a child labor dilemma. And then again, I recall my encounter with the boy who was selling sampaguita along the drive-thru of McDonald's .
Sigh...we can only hypothesize to put the blame either over poverty or of parent's negligence in this case. I wonder what future there may be that holds for these children, but just hoping that fate will lead them unto a good luck and will not be part of the delinquents of this alarming society.