Davao Musings
Just the other day I was in Davao. In fact, I waited for the van that was to drive me to the hotel I was going present at in the place that the shed used to be.

What shed? The shed that was blown up in a terrorist attack on Davao airport. It happened a few days after I was in Davao last. Standing there was like tempting fate... if it weren't for the fact that I didn't know that's where the shed used to be.

And I was told about the victims... many of them the children who approached you, offering to shine your shoes.

Distrubingly enough, when I left that same day, I was approached by a young boy.

"Sir, shoeshine?"

I apologized and left hastily.