Making Choices

On my way home yesterday, I saw a man bathing under the old bridge of Marcelo Fernan. What caught my attention was the way he enjoyed the sea with the waves steadily creeping towards him. I watched him soaking his body in the middle of the water using a piece of an empty bucket. He filled the bucket with water then poured it down slowly dripping from his hair to his body. He could have just swum right away as what people would normally do. But why did he do it differently from what was accustomed? Maybe he didn’t know how... Read More