One of the best memories I had with my internship was meeting these kids in Lapu-Lapu City. I suggested the place to my senior writer, Reb, when he was looking for some kite-flying kids for a feature. I've seen a couple of kites near the Mandaue-Mactan bridge which led me to suggesting the story.
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| john-john |
We were surprised that an innocent kite-flying story had some deeper story. John-john's story was like those you'd see in movies. He was battered by his grand uncle in Leyte and came back to Cebu even without a single cent for the boat fare. Despite all that, he had a simple goal for summer and that's to make kites.
Looking at these kids I can't help but feel how selfish I've become. As we get old, we tend to want bigger and nicer things. However, kids just want to make and fly kites that they can be proud of. They just laugh and joke around like they don't have any problems, even if they have big ones. I wish I can still have their enthusiasm and outlook in life, especially during dragging days.
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| john-john looking up at the kites. |
*photos taken with Fujifilm XTRA 400 (expired) in Minolta Maxxum 3*
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