Babbling Point

CROSSROADS November 9, last year, at the intersection of EDSA and Timog. I waited for the light to turn green. Up ahead, I saw a little boy, around 10 or 12 years old, begging for money.I noticed that he was pretty well-dressed for someone begging money. He had a clean white polo, khaki shorts, socks and rubber shoes. He also carried a plastic lunchbox. He soon came over to my car. Feeling generous because it was my birthday, I decided to give him whatever spare change was in my car only to discover that I had no more coins! I looked into my pocket of my polo shirt and saw that I had a twenty peso bill. I rolled down my window and gave it to the kid. As I rolled up my window, the kid quickly said, "Salamat po!" (Thank you). He took two steps away from my car and then came back. He knocked on my window. So, I rolled down my window again and find out what he had to say. He smiled and said in Filipino, "You know why I'm asking for money today? I don't no