Good Deeds

May I chronicle some simple act of kindness I received, contributed, or just observed in the last seven days and because whether I was benefited or not, I think, was still worth the ackowledgement.

On a Jeepney

I was reading a local broadsheet on my way to work. It was morning of Saturday. We were less than ten on a public ride, when the sudden stop of the jeepney had made all of the papers, except the one I held on my hand, spread in clutter. And before I knew it, they were already picking it up...A nice gesture from complete strangers who managed to exert a little of their effort to help a young lady who, in the first place, should have not even taken reading on a moving vehicle a hobby.

A Long Walk

We were almost half the distance we have to travel by foot to where we are going, when suddenly, I realized I forgot my mobile phone. I was with two of my officemates, who by then and like me, are also dyin to go home. I urged that they go ahead but they insisted it would be fine if they still accompany me on my way back t the office...They had the choice not to share the trouble but they showed their unselfish desire to keep me company, and it's really sweet.

Earth Hour

At 8;30-9:30 in the evening, Pacific time, we participated in the 60-second event calling for a complete lights-off. I never really knew how big its extent was but observing the call at our home and the many others who did, has I think, made the global event a success. I commend the idea behind this saving act and sacrifice. And although this only happens for an hour a year, when multiplied, is yet an act, I know, was appreciated by our mother Earth.

Musical Talents

They are all blind. They have undoubtedly, been showered the voices of angels. They are that good. The band's performance is a usual scene below EDSA-Ayala MRT station in Makati. And as I walk passed them, they make me appreciate music even that once, as I don't really have the inclination. Sometimes, I drop a coin in their donation box, most often, I don't. But just seeing the many spectators and listeners, delighted of what they see and hear, seems an assurance that before the end of the night, they could give at least a penny, for when accumulated, they could make hundreds and more for these fellows whose passion, their enthusiasm and their signing without pretense, despite their conditions were all admiring.

My own good deed.

One thing: I can not be too trusting anymore. Events today have made me question, is it bad doing good? or was it simply that the good was just taken advantage of? Officemates were telling me, I am too kind to have allowed, once more, credit to an already doubtful promise of being repaid. I have given, and am still giving the person the benefit of the doubt, but honestly, I have been disappointed. And whether I would be trusting this person again, and well, extend the many favors again, in lending, understanding, sympathizing and believing..that I don't know. Even the kindest, when he thought he was fooled losts his nerves in anger.