Red is Go?

Last Friday night, my husband, Jaypee, me and Ska headed to Cherry Foodarama Congressional to buy some grocery items, toiletries, and Ska's milk. On our way home, we took a cab. We were approaching an intersection when the traffic light turned red. Jaypee and l were surprised when my daughter recognized that Red traffic light signifies stop. She uttered the word stop and pointed at the traffic light. We agreed with her and we told her that she was very good. We were surprised because we haven't teach her yet about the traffic light colors. I think she learned it from the sign language show that I downloaded for her.

Unfortunately, the cab driver seemed to be in hurry and didn't bother to wait for the traffic light to turn green before crossing the intersection. Good that my husband was quick. He was able to distract my daughter's attention by pointing to the other traffic light which was green that time and told her it was GO. I was disappointed with the driver. He was not setting a good example as an adult. For sure, if my daughter can already ask a question, we will be doing a lot of explanation to her.

This experience reminded me of the old tv ad which had a slogan something like "Ang ginagawa ng matanda, nagiging tama sa paningin ng bata."

Where Are the Gentlemen? Gone?

I was a bit disappointed last night on my way home. Usually, from SM Megamall, most buses going to Novaliches Bayan via Congressional Ave is still empty. In most cases, only few seats are occupied. But that is not the case last night. The first bus arrived was already full but since I was in hurry catching our Midweek service, so I just rode on. As soon as I stepped on the steps of the bus, the inconsiderate driver started moving the bus in a reckless manner. I almost lost my balance and fell-out of the bus but good thing was my grip on the railings of the bus was firm. I slowly climbed-up the remaining step and be safe inside the bus.

In this case that I could not find a seat, I usually position at the back so I would not be an obstruction to the other passengers. Despite the fact that the conductor saw me in uncomfortable position, he still asked for my fare and since I was having difficulty getting my purse on my bag, I just got the first bill I saw ang gave it to him. Unfortunately, when he gave me my change, he did not ensure that the coins will not drop. As soon as he handed me my change, the coins fell out of my hand. As expected, the coins immediately scatter to everywhere. Of course, I would not try to find them considering my position. So I just ignore the coins ang made sure that I was holding tight on the rail because the driver do not mind that many lives were on his hand. He was just like driving a car the way he drives the bus.

Luckily, most of those who occupied the seats were guys. Believe me, no one offered their seat (sigh) considering that I was wearing a skirt. Though I was not expecting it, I still silently hope that that there were remaining gentlemen. But I was wrong. Really disappointing... modernization swiped away the gentlemen. Is it because, we, women, claimed that we are equal with men?