I believe in the power of simple moments. The ones that are often disregarded by most people but I truly consider as significant. Moments that are often overlooked and unnoticed really gives me a certain kind of joy. Hence, I’d like to share my kababawan. Hahaha! I don’t know why I operate this way but it sure does gives dear me a good feeling.
With great convictions, I finally decided last week to get out of the house and go to a place where I can involve myself with any human interactions apart from my family. After a month of having a domestic sedentary lifestyle at home I could say that it was a liberating feeling. Done with the hiatus - hello world again! So I excitedly went to Museo Lumad which my friend invited me to visit. It was the first time after 30 long days that I’ve stepped out of our gate and rode a jeepney. I even did not recognize that jeepney drivers in our city are already wearing uniforms until my friend told me.
So yes, I rode a jeepney.
It felt good riding a jeepney again after a long time. I was seated at the back of the front passenger seat where a little girl and her mother was seated. I had my earphones on and was really engaged with the music I’m listening but I caught something in my peripheral vision. I saw the little girl at the front seat staring at me - in a good adorable way of course. The natural reflex for most of us would be to smile at the kid. So I smiled and the little girl hesitatingly smiled back. (But still she smiled. Gaaaawd Don’t you love how kids smile?) I thought that it was just one of the many usual short interactions that I have with stranger little kids but then she begins to initiate this peek-a-boo game with the towel she’s holding. I gamely joined her despite myself appearing kind of weird to the other passengers but actually I never bothered to mind them at all. Haha! When I was about to leave the jeep, I waved at her saying goodbye and she just stared at me still insisting to play peek-a-boo. So the moment I stood up from my seat to get down the jeepney, the little girl shouted at me Ate! Ate! Ate!. As I looked back, I saw her enthusiastically waving her small little hands at me while repeatedly shouting Ate still.
I waved back at her,
and said to myself, this is a great day.