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Home | News & Society | Social Issues "Later on, I left the rally and smoked by the sidewalk. I noticed the crippled boy with a group of street kids. I fished out some coins for them, and asked the kid why he was handicapped. He told me his mother broke his leg, so he'd be more effective at begging." "I wanted to talk to him further, but the stoplights turned red, and one kid shouted, ‘Let's go!' They suddenly ran to the stopped cars, skipping and laughing like they were off to the carnival. The crippled boy picked up his crutches, hooked his withered leg to a prop, and ambled his way to the others." "I was watching them tap on the windows of posh sedans, begging for money from indifferent faces, when Timo went up to me and said I should return to the rally." Archie was silent for many moments. "You know what I did for those kids, Anna?" "You helped them." "You think I'd help them. And then I'd help their families, their friends, their friends' families, the whole damn community." He sighed and shook his head. "No. I just went back to the rally, the colorful banners, that nameless crowd, and all those heartfelt words and drama pouring off that politician's stage. ‘Help them'-and I'll be the fucking promise of the Third World." ------ Article Source: http://www.articlewheel.com
An excerpt from ORANGE, the novel by Joey Silayan www.orange.com.ph
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