This was written by Our beloved friend ,Tan Wai Jia .
She is a medical student who was invited by my mentor Thomas to come along with us to Tondo, Ulingan. She is a very talented writer. Here is a short paragraph written by her.
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http://kitesong.blogspot.com/2010/11/binson.html
I was shocked when I heard his reply. I had asked the question as a conversation starter, but little did I expect the conversation to twist that way.
I had asked Jerry, the little twelve-year old boy who had grown up all his life at the dumpsite, "Do you like Smokey Mountain?"
He smiled at me beautifully before saying, "Yes."
That shocked me. Because next to him, all the other boys who were his neighbours squirmed in disgust.
"Why?" I asked.
" Er..." he cocked his head in a child-like manner, "It is... beautiful."
Beautiful. How could this place filled with trash and ash and flies and dirt be... beautiful? Said the Filipino photographer who had come with us, "He probably has never ever been out of Smokey Mountain before. He probably has never seen what beauty is and so has nothing to compare his home against."
Jerry's response shocked me- what was beautiful about Smokey? But it marked the beginning of my journey in learning how to respect the people, instead of carrying my own mindsets, my own culture and my own sense of what was good and correct, my own sense of superiority to someone else's world.
Smokey mountain. This was his home, where his loved ones were.
Hope you guys enjoy the story written by her.