I was in my car, my eldest son seated to my right at the front seat, quiet like he always was. The younger boys, nine and ten, were watching excitedly at the back seat behind us. Yehey! Rally! the younger boy exclaimed. He had wanted to join; he always liked parades and marches. I only wanted them to see. The issue at hand was far too important for me to keep to myself.
Bang biya iyan in taud sin mga tawu bukun rali iyan, the ten-year old chided. People power iyan.” If people were as thick as that you don’t call that rally, that’s people power.
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