I went to visit the garbage collector again today and also talked to some of his neighbors who originally come from the same area of Java. His daughter is ready to register for school today. I will pay for her uniform and school supplies. The room in which the family lives is awful, the atmosphere inside is not good. I couldn’t breath and he felt ashamed. I told him that I’m not a rich man and cannot help others whom he has suggested I help. I suggested that we surrender everything to God. I don’t know why I have pity on this man. I saw him several times when he was returning home from the garbage dump, carrying his children and wife in his cart.
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