Just an hour ago I got home from school, walking by foot through the city park (yeah, finally the bridge that is connected to my school is opened). Thank you Science Olympiad, you made me have to go to school in holidays. I just went outside the city park when a woman in her thirties and a little kid approached me, and told me that she needed to go to Karawang (a city that is pretty far from where I’m living). She didn’t have money and she had to take a bus which, of course, will cost money. I was confused at first, and then I asked how much money that she needed. Then she mentioned the amount of money she needed, and for a 13-year-old like me, it was pretty expensive and I didn’t have money as much as she mentioned anyway. She told me that her husband left her and married another woman. There were some thoughts revolving around my mind that time:
1. She really needed it. She was like, desperately in need of money, and she wasn’t lying.
2. This was some kind of prank show. Not really a prank show, well, in my country there’s this show titled “Help!”. There would be someone that will disguise as someone in need or someone poor, and they’ll ask people if they could help them. If they’re willing to, they’ll get $50. I was quite suspicious (lmao) and I turned my head around to see if there was any kind of hidden camera or someone that was ready to approach me and say, “I got ya! You get $50!”
3. She was lying.
Okay, I didn’t know which one was right. I still don’t know. I remembered the amount of money that I carried, and I decided to give her half of it. She didn’t seem to look happy, but she said thank you and walked away.
I spent the rest of my way back home thinking about it. If she wasn’t lying, I’d feel so sorry about her and her daughter. If she was lying, I’ll just let my money go. If it turned out to be a TV show, I’d just hope that none of people that I know will see me on the TV. Ha.
I was mostly afraid that I took the wrong decision, but the money that I gave her was all the money that I could give to her. Well, I hope there would be someone that could help her.
A question: If you were me, what would you do?
My grandma that has been living with me like for ages left this morning to West Sumatra. I have to say that I’m sad with her decision to leave but I’m just hoping that it is the best decision. This is not a small thing for me since she has been living with me and my parents since the first day I saw the world… heh. Both of my parents are working and usually when I got home I spoke to her, when I needed advice I’d ask her, etc.
On a lighter note, physics competition is on April 5. Just wish me luck. 
