PLAIN AND SIMPLE | Simple joys

YOU SEE a salesgirl smile while you inquire about a hanky, and it makes your day light.

You see your dog look at you and beg you to linger so he has company, it makes you wonder at the creation of animals.

You see a trike driver stop to bet for the Golden State Warriors in favor of Cavs and you are excited about his winning. But it makes you sad because his so meager income is used to bet for a game of chance.

Maayo gani kay he knows where to bet. He knows that GSW would beat Cavs. He knows that one superstar cannot beat a very solid team led by Curry, Duran, Thompson Igudala, Green, Livingston, etc.

One superstar cannot beat a solid team, he told me. Dunno if his 1K made him smile with so much joy beating his neighbor? Or he simply felt so overjoyed at winning, knowing he enjoyed engaging in sports?

“Lingaw lingaw lang gud sir,” the trikes driver said, apologetic that he used his hard earned to bet for GSW. Kapoy man gud sir. Kini malingaw na ta makadaug pa, he said.

If you are a Church-goer, you probably noticed a woman at the gate of St. Jude Shrine in Malvar street. Her name is Carmen, and she is a church volunteer there.

She has been in St. Jude for many years. She could have opted to stay at home. But serving God this way makes her peaceful and happy.

She takes care of selling the Catholic Herald and the assigning of offerers. During special occasions, Carmen distributes envelopes for church projects.

What makes her click with churchgoers is her welcoming smile and greeting. No wonder during Christmas season so many churchgoers would give her gifts. She is so grateful to these people. Her heart sings songs of thanksgiving for their kindness and generosity.

“Simpleng tao ra ko sir. I want to serve the Lord all the days of my life,” Carmen said while sitting in her chair at the gate of the Church.
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Is being in love with simplicity the attitude of the poor people or the rich? Is the simplicity of self similar the same all over, rich and poor alike?

One middle class businessman is so simple despite his financial resources. His printing business is small, only a few know it. But he and his family is so generous. Every June he gives one sack of rice to his workers including me, being his consultant.

I know he does not have so much, just enough for them to live decent lives. On Christmas, he gives one sack of rice, one balde for noche buena and P500 for other expense. This is over and above the 13th month pay.

Call this profit-sharing or something else. But my friend simply believes in sharing with his people the little profit he earned from the printing press.

And this makes him happy. Can’t see any trace of heaviness in his face. God, he said loves a cheerful giver.

As I write this, he is in front of me and he does not know he is the subject of my column. He does not want anybody to know he shares.

God knows our hearts, he said. That is the most important.

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