Last Tuesday night, our class discussion was sidetracked by the story of Amiel Alcantara, a Grade 4 pupil who was tragically hit by a van inside his own school last month. Having no access to TV and newspapers for the last two weeks, I had no idea what the story was all about.
Everybody was very attentive when our professor started to recount the story. I, for one, became nostalgic upon hearing the sad details how the little boy died. My maternal grandmother more or less died in the same manner so I could just imagine his family’s anguish, pain, anger, and suffering up to this day. Losing someone is painful enough, and losing this person by way of a senseless death due to some other people’s negligence is far more difficult to bear.
So much had been said about Amiel and his tragic death and just like everybody else, I could only hope that it would not happen again. It is just so sad that in this country, it seems that it always takes a tragedy to move people to action to prevent accidents from happening again.
No words—how nicely said or crafted—could truly comfort Amiel’s family right now. A parting word for Amiel from one of his classmates, however, tugged a string at almost everyone’s hearts including mine: “I can’t believe you’re an angel now.”
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