I never know him, not his name, where he lives and other stuffs. What I know is, he is a taho vendor who always pass by. It was only me at first who buy from him. Then came my son, and my daughter. Both became his avid buyer. It is like a routine that they rarely miss him. They know the exact time when he is coming.
I asked hime one time where he was getting taho. “I am making them myself”, he quickly replied. He is generous adding several details. He accepts made to order tofu. Order it now and deliver the next day. I never tried ordering but my friends and neighbors were saying it is good. Better than what’s on wet public market.
What inspired me was the last thing he said. He is supporting his two college boys with his humble taho business. A permanent company job really is not a necessity to raise a family. Hardwork is the key.
The traditional way. The taho vendor carries a short bamboo pole on his shoulder, with two aluminum vessels clinging on each pole ends (pinga in Tagalog). I first saw him doing this. Walking one barangay to the other. He then aqcuired a pedicab to carry his goods. Perhaps to increase his market reach and eventually more sales. His last innovation I see is replacing the pedicab bicycle with scooter.
I wish him more blessing. Seeing him in mall with his own succesful kiosk is one.