{"id":384,"date":"2011-11-06T00:11:00","date_gmt":"2011-11-05T23:11:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/soulrebel.5ihpdchk8j-eqg35wmn23xn.p.temp-site.link\/true-story-holding-money-for-friend\/"},"modified":"2015-06-08T11:28:49","modified_gmt":"2015-06-08T10:28:49","slug":"true-story-holding-money-for-friend","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/soulrebelmovement.com\/?p=384","title":{"rendered":"TRUE STORY: Holding Money For A Friend"},"content":{"rendered":"<div><b>T<\/b>onight something odd happened to me. It really upset me. Around 9.30pm I took a break from writing and made my way to the local super market, before it got closed. At the super market, there was a lady beggar at the entrance, begging for change. Usually when I see beggars I stroll on like they are not there. Yes me too, I do that. Nothing special about me, I am just like you, and if not you like any other out there. Anyway, while I walked into the shop I made the commitment to give the beggar some change when I return. When I finished up at the cashier, I realised I only had \u20ac 2,40 left. To be honest with you, due to my investment in other causes, money is low these days. I could use the whole \u20ac 2,40 for myself but I was not going to do that.<\/div>\n<div>\n<\/div>\n<div>I decided to share the money I had left with the beggar. I was content with it that she could have the \u20ac 2,- and I will keep the 40 cents. I really don\u2019t know what I was going to do with the 40 cents but I was content. Anyway I made my way back to the entrance and to my surprise I could not see the beggar anywhere. I looked around and she was nowhere to be found. When I realised she had disappeared I felt overwhelming sadness coming over me. I really felt the money was hers and she deserved to have it, today. On my way home I kept looking back to see if I could find her, but no, she was gone.<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tonight something odd happened to me. It really upset me. Around 9.30pm I took a break from writing and made my way to the local super market, before it got closed. At the super market, there was a lady beggar at the entrance, begging for change. Usually when I see beggars I stroll on like [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[120],"class_list":["post-384","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-algemeen","tag-true-story-holding-money-for-a-friend-begger-homeless-jerry-afriyie-soul-rebel-movement"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/soulrebelmovement.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/384","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/soulrebelmovement.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/soulrebelmovement.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/soulrebelmovement.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/soulrebelmovement.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=384"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/soulrebelmovement.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/384\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/soulrebelmovement.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=384"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/soulrebelmovement.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=384"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/soulrebelmovement.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=384"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}