You’ll see him every morning, with a broom, a cart and a big dust pan. He nods to those he does not know personally and smile and say good morning to the residents of the village. He says “yes sir” or “yes ma’am” if you happen to need his help collecting debris and plastics unscrupulously thrown by passersby. Even under the heat of the sun, he moves in rhythm with his wand.Sometimes he brings us banana hearts freshly picked from the vacant lots planted with several bananas. Last year, hubby gave him one of our black puppies and he has become a friend to us.
To most people, he might just be the man in green, one of our village janitors, but wait, he has a name and he is Mang Marcial.