Girl: “If you were a thing, what would you be?”
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Boy: “Your everything.
A question that will awaken you:
What is a Trash Can?
To a KID,
it’s just a container for his ugly toys.
To a STUDENT,
it’s where she keeps her bad test papers.
To a TEENAGER,
it’s a basket case for the letters of an ex-lover.
To a WRITER,
it’s were piles of rejected drafts are thrown.
But to STREET CHILDREN.
It’s were they depend on to
“LIVE.”
” Wag kang matakot na mag isa, dahil dun mo malalaman kung sino ang mag eeffort para makasama ka ” / Tama :>
If language is as inextricably tied up with consciousness as it seems to be, then the continuing diminishment of our inclination to use it to express in letters the times in which we live could mean that an element of human consciousness itself is on the verge of disappearing.
