I was talking to this Filipino girl at a bar…<\/p>\n
She’s 28 years old, she lives with her family, and there are 20 people in her house. She dropped out of college to make money for her family, but wants to go back. Her English is fantastic. \u00a0She takes a bus 2 hours each way to work in Manila. I didn’t catch the name of her hometown, but this commute is obviously worth it for her. \u00a0She told me the average person makes 10,000 Philippine pesos\u00a0a month, about $230. \u00a0I had already spent more than that in the last few days in Manila. \u00a0She asked if I made more money than $230\/month, and she raised her hand a little, indicating a higher amount. I raised my hand to the ceiling. She’s never been outside the\u00a0Philippians. I asked her if there was one place in the world she wanted to go, where would it be. \u00a0She said Rome to see the Basilica and the Pope. \u00a0The Philippians are a very Catholic nation. \u00a0She asked me where I would go and I said Nepal and Tibet to see the center of Buddhism. She was a very happy person. The last thing I told her before I left was that I hope she makes it to Rome one day.<\/p>\n
We live in very different worlds.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I was talking to this Filipino girl at a bar… She’s 28 years old, she lives with her family, and there are 20 people in her house. She dropped out of college to make money for her family, but wants … Continue reading