We had met a group of street children at the traffic light junction of Siranda Hotel. Suheng already known half of them but the rest are new faces. At least we've made a good initial step to get close to them. At that evening, they were sitting together and teasing each other. Two of them were singing with their poor instrument made from 'cepuk' (zinc cork) and small guitar when all the cars at that traffic light stopped to get 'easy money'. That is a normal activity if bunch of street children meet each other. We, even though far older than them tried to adapt and get into their world. World of honesty, world without any mask (without pretending), world of freedom of talking, world of playing, and last, world of poverty. It was not easy since in daily life we meet people who are very different. They are not them. That's all.
Slowly, slowly, they accepted our presence. Suheng offered his cigarettes, although it is not good for them, and one of the girls ask my fire to burn her garbage. They put respect to us and we put respect to them.
Next step? We will report it later...
-written by wisnu-
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