Having no "feeling proud" moment to post about same topic, because my 14 y/o grandson failed to make it to the honor's list, this morning's scenario at home more than made up for it.
The scene- <English translation>
Young stranger knocking at our gate: "Tao po, tao po!" <Knock, knock, is somebody home?>
Me: (peeking at the window from inside my room) "Ano yun?" <What is it?>
Young stranger: "Pwede po pahingi ng pagkain.." <Can you please spare me some food?>
Me: "Anong klaseng pagkain?" <What kind of food?>
Young stranger: "Kahit ano po na makakain" <Anything will do>
Me: (Went to check what food I can give the boy, then saw my grandson Nick checking him out from the terrace)
Nick: "Bigyan mo lola, nakakaawa.." "Ibigay mo na yung para sa dinner ko na chili wings at rice." "Kakain na lang ako ng tira mo na sinigang."
"Ibigay mo na lahat, ok lang ako." <Give him some lola, he's pitiful.. Give him the chili wings I've been saving for my dinner tonight. I'll just have some of your leftover "sinigang".
Give all of it, I'll be ok>
Considering that the chili wings were his fave dish and not a fan of "sinigang" at all, I couldn't help but feel proud of my teen grandson that very moment.
He hasn't changed a bit, he has been very generous and kind hearted since he was a little boy.
Still the same little boy who was willing to part with his meager allowance so he could share it with pan handlers he saw in San Pablo church many moons ago.
Still the same little boy who wished that if he'll have the money someday he will build homes for those he saw living in wooden carts, we call "kariton".
Still the same little boy who promised to buy me a mechanized wheelchair when time comes that I will be needing one.
My proud moment is no mean feat after all. 😊
Note: Sinigang is a traditional Filipino dish of pork, beef or fish stewed in sour broth.
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