I pressed the door bell at the gate of St. Emiliani's Shelter for Children and shielded my eyes from the sun while waiting.
"Good morning Miss! May I help you?" a tall guy in late thirties welcomed me with a smile.
"Dito po ba iyong orphanage na may ongoing na feeding program?" I inquired politely.
"Oo dito nga. Ako si Kuya Marcus, house parent ako rito. Kaibigan ka ba noong mga sponsor?" he asked and led me inside.
"Naimbitahan lang po."
I can see that the kids were all gathered at the gymnasium as we walked towards them. Iisipin mong isang children's party ang napuntahan ko sa halip na isang simpleng feeding program. There were lots of food on the long table, jolly songs playing in the background and a lot of balloons tied on the monoblock chairs.
"Fen! What are doing here?" a very
