on the boat

It is not me to talk to strangers. But that night in the boat while waiting for it to sail from Cebu City was different. I was at the top deck looking over the city and waiting. He first commented on how late the boat left, then he started relating about his story. I didn't even believed him at first when he said that he is only 18 years old, he looks older and even speaks maturely. He was staying with his uncle in Manila before he ran away to Butuan City, to be united with the rest of his family. He was only 14 years old when he arrived at Manila and worked and became independent. His coming home to Butuan City would mean he has to find a new job or continue with his schooling. He is a smart guy, he belonged to a top section in their high school, he said. I don't know what he had in mind when He let me talk to him. I hope I did encouraged him to continue with his studies.

One thing I've learned with our conversation though is that; things aren't what they seem to be at times. We may stare blankly at the horizon but somewhere in it, a scenery could catch our interest.

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