I know we’re always told not to give alms to beggars because the more they are encouraged to beg. But I just couldn’t stop myself. I feel bad when I am not able to give even a couple of cents.
Anywhere I go, everywhere I travel, I give. I am saying this not to brag. How do you brag by giving only a few dollars? I just want to express my awa.
I give to the Salvation Army.
I also give to street musicians. They are not beggars but artists who probably don’t have a venue to showcase their talents. Sometimes they are promoting their own songs and are selling CDs. Sometimes they just want to raise money for a specific purpose. Be nice to them, remember, Bruno Mars used to play music at a street corner in Honolulu.
This guy at the train station was so convincing that I willingly parted with my two dollars. He said he’s been there for two hours trying to raise two bucks. His spiel worked. Maybe he also told the other guy the same thing.
I really felt sorry for this guy who positioned himself at the center island. He was asking for alms. I couldn’t stop to give him a dollar. It was biting cold and yet he was there exposed to the elements. Ewan pero naawa akong bigla.
Parang ang daming street people dito sa America. They are out in the rain and cold.
I prepared two sets of king sized comforter sets, I will drive around on Sunday and see who would be the lucky recipients of those beautiful king and queen sets.
Almost every night before I close my eyes, I imagine winning a houseful of money from the lotto and distributing them to millions of people in need, shopping from store to store with no customers, giving away what I have shopped, eating in restaurants with no diners to help their businesses and so on and so forth. Naku kulang, hindi kasya ang lotto winnings.
