Manila Boystown is just a stone’s throw away from my house.
It was already here when my family moved to Marikina back in 1978.I was a little boy then.
All I know is this is where the street children of Manila are brought.
All this time, I try to stay clear of this place. What can I do? I am not rich. Most people would say, they will help if they win the lottery.
As I mature and understand the world more, I knew (or we) can do something.
As they say in the surveys, if you have a roof over your head and food on the table, able to practice your religion, you are part of the 70% average people in the world.
A dear friend of my brothers, Frankie Tabora is spear-heading the efforts of helping people at Manila Boystown.
He stayed and studied there. Now that he has a career already, he is trying to give back to his Alma mater.
By the way, the place is named and called as such but there are also the Girl’s Unit, Toddler’s Unit and the Luwalhati Home for the Aged inside the facility.
For years, my family and I have been collecting old toys, candies and fruit juices to be given to street kid’s every Christmas but I think we can step it up a notch and help these kids the whole year round.
Honestly, i can’t do this alone. I need your help. But I know we can do this. I am not asking for your money, only your junk which is a treasure to these less fortunate kids.
I want to set up a library for the Girl’s Unit, sports stuff and clothes for the Boy’s Unit and toys for the toddlers.
This is a noble cause, making our existence worthwhile. We can make a change in our own little way.
Your reward will be a self-fulfillment you never dreamed possible.
I will be collecting old books, t-shirts, shorts, shoes and anything toddlers and teens may need.
Just contact me and I can pick it up at your place.
MAY GOD BLESS YOU!
Thank you all.