As we were driving our way to a children's party yesterday, my nephew blurted out:
Jay-jay: "Ninang, what's that?" Pointing out to the streets outside.
Me: "Those are shanties, Jay-jay."
Jay'jay: "Shanties? What's that?"
Me: "That's where poor people live."
Jay-jay: "I don't want to live in shanties, Ninang."
Me: "That's why you have to study well, so that when you grow up, you won't live in shanties."
There isn't a day that passes by that I don't thank God for the many blessings in our lives.
(photo courtesy of article.wn.com via Google since I didn't have my camera on hand to take a photo)