After class we went to the mall to celebrate my classmate’s birthday with the rest of our friends. We watched a movie, look around on some cool stuffs and we ate. While riding a jeepney on my way home, there’s this little girl carrying a basket of Balut, Chicaron and Penoy. I think she’s just 7 or 8 yrs old. I didn’t noticed that from the time that she entered the jeepney I was staring at her. While walking on the street I’m thinking that how thankful I’am because I never experienced that kind of life when I was young. I was just sitting in our living room, playing and watching tv like a boss at that age. I’m just waiting for my food to be cooked and serve. I’m just messing around and annoying our baby sitters. And I felt shy because up to now I’m still doing those kind of things. Unlike that little girl who’s working at the young age to have something to eat. I’m lucky to have parents who’s working hard to support us in our daily needs. That I have parents who’s giving me much money and didn’t even get mad if I’m getting too much. I’m so thankful to have this kind of life while others are suffering and hoping to have a better life. Instead of playing safe and wasting money I think I should appreciate all these things and be mature enough to face the reality that THIS KIND OF LIFE IS NOT FOREVER. I have to learn how to cherish it.