I want to rant about something so, SO unexpected that happened just this Christmas eve.
Where am I gonna start? Let's see. Take a look first at this picture.
Yup. It's a baby, alright. So, what's with this baby?
Remember that Surf commercial? The one with the baby named Moses [but has the name Anna imprinted on the clothing]?
It's almost like that. Almost. The difference is that this baby, only one-day old as of now [it's birthday is December 24, born around 1 o'clock in the morning], is a gift to my tito, from a family friend.
So, clearly, the baby is an ampon. There really is no problem. But the story behind the baby is too much for me to take.
The baby was bought from a midwife. The original price of the baby was P15,000, but the 'family friend' had it at P12,000. Diyos ko. Para ka lang bumili ng tuta sa pet shop. For God's sake! This is a kid! A Child!
Apparently, the midwife provides shelter for these pregnant, runaway women and when they have given birth, if they don't want their child, the midwife would sell their child at negotiable prices. Ayos din ang raket ng komadronang 'to, no?
Okay. Fast forward. The baby is now under the care of my tito, my single, CAREFREE tito [He's gay, btw, around 29 years old]. Kamusta naman yon? I know how irresponsible my tito is. And this child, still nameless and doesn't have a birth certificate yet, is under his care.
Sana nga maturuan ng batang 'to ang tito ko kung paano humawak ng ganito kalaking responsibilidad.
Responsibilities. Life. Money. A child. Imagine, these things, the life of a child, is this easy to buy?
You can buy the life of a child now.
To this little child, I wish you good luck. As in tons of good luck.