<font size= 4><font color = dark blue>Alright, it's October 17. Wheew... This day quite reminds of a date I used to cherish.
I was waiting for a cab going to Aparri. it was almost 11:00, and as anticipated, the sun is boastfully giving intense heat.
A group of sweatshop workers came near the waiting shed I was staying. They were quite curious where will I go. Well, I didn't least expect that what sparked their curiosity was my attire then; green shirt, camouflage short, blue backpack, blue cap, and black flip-flops. Damn, I looked like a child!
going straight to the ultimate cause of this blog's coming to existence, a scene caught my attention that day.
As I passionately wait for the cab amidst the road forming mirage, along with the sweatshop workers approaching me was a woman. Perhaps, that woman is in her 30s or 40s. She is the wife of one of the sweatshop workers. I have identified who her husband was when I saw a man, perhaps in the same age bracket as the woman was walking happily with a kid on his arm.
I have been seeing him, Mr.-I.don't-know-who-he-is last summer working in the sweatshop in our place. What convinced me that he was a sweatshop worker was his usual attire and features, the all brown from head to feet. Brown cap, brown long sleeves, brown tattered more of a short but less of a pants and brown flip-flops. His skin, brown in color, his hands, adorned with varicous veins and his sweaty long sleeves, his face, studded with creases and the remaining part of his lower limb filled with palay dust.(Sorry if the description was like this)
He was smiling. Yes. And that smiling revealed more of the creases in his face. He wept his sweat with the sleeve protecting his forearm. He was already holding his boy.
I almost forgot, his wife was holding a young girl too. The young girl perhaps is their princess.
Finally, the cab of my life appeared(yes!!!). I immediately rode on it to assure of my seat.
"Sandali lang," said Mr. I-don't-know-who-he-is
"Awan sa met pagdyanan min neh?(wala naman na ata kaming mauupuan?)" replied his wife.
"Adda! Nalawa pay ne oh?(Meron, maluwang pa oh!)" replied the driver.
They observed the space allocated and they were finally cajoled to take the deal. Mr. I-don't-know-who-he-is openned the door for his wife, still smiling.
"Mag-ingat ka anak ha?"he said as he assessed his child to go inside and finally giving up his grip.
I felt the emotion in the line he uttered.
Then and there, I realized the reason behind his mystifying smiles. Those smiles were as if cryptic waiting to be unlocked.
I am not a Psychologist but I have the knowledge and common sense or whatever you call it to interpret his smile.
His smile was a sign of relief and assurance. Sign of relief in the sense that he has seen his family in pink of health. Sign of assurance in the sense that he is secured as of that moment that his family is doing good.
A sign of happiness and longing. He was undoubtfully happy for his smile. On the contrary, his smile was masking his longing for them. I know that by the way he gripped his family as he hugged them bidding goodbye, he was controlling his tears.
the driver started to drive. Though I could only see the back view of his family, I know his wife was crying proven by the sobs i heard.
I looked backed to the waiting shed where we left the sweatshop workers and her husband. many of them were jeering at Mr. I-don't-know-who-he-is. Meanwhile, Mr. I-don't-know-who-he-is went back to work. He cordially lifted and carried the palay of the customer who just came by. He was as if recherged and his energy was beyond comparison. I know that he was ready again for the tough work for he has ssen the reason of his actions in good condition.</font>
galacticweird posted on Nov 08, 2008
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