Have you ever done it, If so how much?
Do you refuse to do it? If so why?
Please try not to lie, no one really cares if you're a goody goody or not.
Through the years I've given bit's here and there to different charities, often it was the NSPCC never very much. More often than not it was tobeggars or down and outs.
Here in the Philippines the street people often beg. The cripples and outcasts of society along with those who just have the misfortune of being on the dark side of poverty. The knack of saying no when they tap on the car window at the traffic lights is to simply tap back at them.
What's really funny is that half the kids are as fat as fat kids. Many look like they've eaten their siblings. After you tap the window they move on to the next car. When I first got here, I would give anyone who tapped (I was the original foreigner) a few coins. Pretty soon the weekly give was mounting up and it was a ball ache, always scrabbling for change.
Giving feels good, it felt good but it didn't take long for them (the street people) to spot my car from a mile away. I'd pull up at the lights and all of a sudden my has 40 legs attached. Now I don't give, I just tap the window and carry on talking or listening to the radio. In truth I just ignore them. Oh now and again if one of them sticks out enough to feed my guilt I'll give them a few coins but no more en masse.
Now what I do is pick one street vendor out and give anything I give to him. At Xmas he gets a larger amount, I buy what he sells even if I don't want it. every time I get back from the UK I give him some kind of medication, usually inhalers because they cost a fortune here. and that's about it for me.
We can't make everyone happy so we just try and put a smile on one persons face, and the guy really does smile.
Does it make me mean that I can ignore the hungry and poverty ridden here. I don't feel mean.
Do you refuse to do it? If so why?
Please try not to lie, no one really cares if you're a goody goody or not.
Through the years I've given bit's here and there to different charities, often it was the NSPCC never very much. More often than not it was tobeggars or down and outs.
Here in the Philippines the street people often beg. The cripples and outcasts of society along with those who just have the misfortune of being on the dark side of poverty. The knack of saying no when they tap on the car window at the traffic lights is to simply tap back at them.
What's really funny is that half the kids are as fat as fat kids. Many look like they've eaten their siblings. After you tap the window they move on to the next car. When I first got here, I would give anyone who tapped (I was the original foreigner) a few coins. Pretty soon the weekly give was mounting up and it was a ball ache, always scrabbling for change.
Giving feels good, it felt good but it didn't take long for them (the street people) to spot my car from a mile away. I'd pull up at the lights and all of a sudden my has 40 legs attached. Now I don't give, I just tap the window and carry on talking or listening to the radio. In truth I just ignore them. Oh now and again if one of them sticks out enough to feed my guilt I'll give them a few coins but no more en masse.
Now what I do is pick one street vendor out and give anything I give to him. At Xmas he gets a larger amount, I buy what he sells even if I don't want it. every time I get back from the UK I give him some kind of medication, usually inhalers because they cost a fortune here. and that's about it for me.
We can't make everyone happy so we just try and put a smile on one persons face, and the guy really does smile.
Does it make me mean that I can ignore the hungry and poverty ridden here. I don't feel mean.
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