Vincent-A A +A
By Rene Lizada
Thursday, October 24, 2013
THE one thing I hate about driving is having a flat tire. It has been ages since I had one but a few days ago, I had one and it came at a most inconvenient time. We just came from SM Matina and were on our way home when suddenly, I heard this thumping sound and I knew immediately that we had a flat. We were somewhere near the LTO and I had to park somewhere. After we did, a swarm of boys came to us and pointed to the flat. Of course, I knew there was a flat and these boys were not helping at all.
So after parking safely, I went down and checked, hoping it was not a flat but no such thing. I sighed. I really do not like to fix flats and it is even more felt now because my back (tigulang na gamay) acts up when I have to bend. I was not in any way shape or dorm going to change the flat. So we did the next best thing. We hailed a cab and asked the driver if he could help us. We did not have long to wait. We flagged down a cab and Gabo asked the driver if he could help us with the flat. He did not say anything but merely parked his vehicle in front of us and started changing the flat.
Now, this initial group of boys suddenly became a bigger group. I have no idea where they came from, but they just appeared out of the darkness. And they were having fun watching the driver take out the flat tire. They must have been bored to smithereens because they all came out to have fun.
When the flat tire was taken out we had a problem. The spare had a hole, thanks to me! So the driver had to bring both tires to a vulcanizing shop. So we gave both tires to him and hoped to God he would not run away and leave us stranded in Quimpo Boulevard. I was anxious because it was night and it was dark. Chona was with me also. Actually, we had no choice but to just wait and hope that this guy would not leave us.
We waited. Ten minutes, twenty, thirty. After almost an hour and countless vehicles whistling by, he came back. He brought down both tires and handed me the receipt. Then he went back and placed the tire back. It only took him about five minutes. And by the way, my supposedly android and more sophisticated phone did not have a flashlight unlike my previous supposedly more antique phone. (more on that!) Even Gabo’s phone did not have a flash light. But the driver’s phone had. So much more for advanced phones!
Finally, the tire was in place. We handed the driver the money he had spent for the vulcanizing and we gave him something for his efforts. I did not want to leave it like that because he had actually gone out of his way to help us when we needed help.
I asked him his name and he said Vincent. I asked him where he was from and he said that he was from Tagum and that he was just newly hired, just a week. He smiled when I said that it was a good thing that he was familiar with Davao. And he said he was. We gave him something for his efforts and we boarded the car. And Vincent went back to his cab and went on his way.
I do not know if we will ever meet again, we may never know where he lives and what kind of life he leads but we will always remember him as one person who helped us.
To the owner of SNN taxi, you have a good guy in Vincent. God bless him.
Published in the Sun.Star Davao newspaper on October 25, 2013.