One Peso
“Til Pito!” These are the words I have always been heard when Harris, a three year old boy asked me one peso upon arriving from the city. Without a doubt, I gave him one peso coin. “Talamat Til!” This was his words of appreciation after he received this simple humanitarian gift, which unveils in his innocent face the joy and contentment.
I could still barely recall when my mind was full of innocence I also asked one peso from my father; but, he refused to give me a coin. This made me stumble and frantically cried while my father was busy drinking tuba with his friends. Since I couldn’t be able to stop crying, he gave me a whipping beat that caused of my unending crying until, he dragged me for home while suffering the beat of his palm.
This was when I was young and innocent lad.
One day, when I went home for Christmas vacation, my father asked me one peso for him to buy a coconut candy. I pretentiously answered him back that I couldn’t give him one peso because I don’t have coins. I could reflect in his face the anger and dissatisfaction of an old man. When he was about to leave, I called him and gave him one peso coin. I could still refresh in my memory how discontented he was while receiving the coin.
For the child, one peso has contributed a complete joy in his being; but, to the adult, it brought anger and dissatisfaction.
Similarly, as I grew older, the more I become matured the more I need bulk of money. One peso for me is just a coin. It does not bring me joy anymore. It makes me incomplete. Discontentment vividly uncovers on my face. I can’t do nothing, instead cry and make me busy with my work just to earn more than one peso even it is against my will. I forced myself to work even I am not in the right mood. Always, my mind thinks and reminds me about my daily needs. I don’t have peace of mind. I can hardly fulfill the bliss of solitude and tranquility. I am in the material world where money is always the talk of the town even the young and elder one.
This is the old age in me.
“Til Pito!” These are the words oftentimes remind me the complete life of a child. These are the words that reawaken my childish wants. These are the words that restore my innocence. These are the words that lead me find tranquility and happiness.
“Talamat Til!” These are the words that remind me to appreciate what I have and I am about to receive. These help me find the contentment of life. These bring me respite from temporary happiness.
Every time Harris meets me anywhere, he always asks me one peso and I give him now two pesos. These two pesos surely give him two million of happiness.
These are the two sides of a coin in me.
I could still barely recall when my mind was full of innocence I also asked one peso from my father; but, he refused to give me a coin. This made me stumble and frantically cried while my father was busy drinking tuba with his friends. Since I couldn’t be able to stop crying, he gave me a whipping beat that caused of my unending crying until, he dragged me for home while suffering the beat of his palm.
This was when I was young and innocent lad.
One day, when I went home for Christmas vacation, my father asked me one peso for him to buy a coconut candy. I pretentiously answered him back that I couldn’t give him one peso because I don’t have coins. I could reflect in his face the anger and dissatisfaction of an old man. When he was about to leave, I called him and gave him one peso coin. I could still refresh in my memory how discontented he was while receiving the coin.
For the child, one peso has contributed a complete joy in his being; but, to the adult, it brought anger and dissatisfaction.
Similarly, as I grew older, the more I become matured the more I need bulk of money. One peso for me is just a coin. It does not bring me joy anymore. It makes me incomplete. Discontentment vividly uncovers on my face. I can’t do nothing, instead cry and make me busy with my work just to earn more than one peso even it is against my will. I forced myself to work even I am not in the right mood. Always, my mind thinks and reminds me about my daily needs. I don’t have peace of mind. I can hardly fulfill the bliss of solitude and tranquility. I am in the material world where money is always the talk of the town even the young and elder one.
This is the old age in me.
“Til Pito!” These are the words oftentimes remind me the complete life of a child. These are the words that reawaken my childish wants. These are the words that restore my innocence. These are the words that lead me find tranquility and happiness.
“Talamat Til!” These are the words that remind me to appreciate what I have and I am about to receive. These help me find the contentment of life. These bring me respite from temporary happiness.
Every time Harris meets me anywhere, he always asks me one peso and I give him now two pesos. These two pesos surely give him two million of happiness.
These are the two sides of a coin in me.
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