Last Tuesday, I was walking along Ortigas on the EDSA Shrine side when I suddenly saw a motorcyle stop in the middle of the rode and the driver quickly got disembarked. Following the motorcycle was a black vehicle who also stopped behind the motorcycle. I was getting nervous already because I thought that the motorcyclist was going to pick a fight witht the driver of the black vehicle. I hate fights and I did not want to witness anything. I continued walking and no fight happened. Instead the sidewalk vendors were getting excited and they ran toward the two vehicles. I could hear one woman screaming for somebody to be fetched. I did not look back but continued walking. I was really scared and I did not want to see of somebody was run over. The other pedestrians were just looking at the drama that was unfolding. I do not know what really happened but I think a child was run over. When I was around 100 meters from the scene, it seemed that nothing happened. The people continued to wait for public transportation and the traffic continued to flow. I guess, that is how life is. I’m sure that night was a turning point or a tragic night for somebody or for a family but for the others it was just another ordinary night in their ordinary existence.
The day after that incident, I witnessed another accident. This time it was along CP Garcia Avenue. We were going home riding our service and wondering why traffic was very heavy when we came upon a taxi that stopped in the middle of the street. Then we saw that there was an accident. The front bumper of the taxi was torn off and a motorcycle was lying on the other side of the rode. There were people standing around the area while traffic was building on both sides of the road. I did not turn to look because I did not want to see any bloody person. Others in the car were looking out and Kuya Alvin was theorizing about what happened. When we passed by the Red Cross building, the accident happened in front of the Red Cross, we could see a man lying on the pavement in front of the building while the employees were milling around. He did not look bloody but I did really turn to look. Mawi, one of my officemates was saying that the man was texting. If he were the one driving the motorcycle, then I’m glad he was not seriously injured since he was still lucid and texting.
Those were two accidents in two consecutive days. On that same Wednesday, Ate Mia also told us that she witnessed a motorcycle accident early in the morning on her way to our meeting place. I guess everyday there are always accidents happening but when you witness these things, they seem more real and frightening.
