remember the ice cream sales we had a couple of weeks back? well, here are the fruits of our labour! this is what we've been bugging people to buy ice cream for, what we've been pushing the fridges to the cafeteria and back for, and what we've been disturbing the peace with ringing the ice cream bell incessantly for.
last saturday afternoon (6th of may 06) was sweltering. but the sun wasn't a deterrent enough to stop us from what we've set out to do - deliver monetary help, food, and drink supplies to an orphanage located somewhere around the back of summit usj. so, meeting first at the campus, we hopped into (MY!) a few member's cars filled with stuff like packets of rice, noodles, bottled drinks and soon enough found ourselves at the gate of a corner lot terrace house.
this wasn't any ordinary terrace house. it was filled with 20 or so little kids, a couple of adult guardians, and about 30 ladies in white. they brought with them containers full of food, pots filled with soupy broth (brothy soup?), trays of fried finger food and packets of gifts for the kids. they were from tupperware and they were there to entertain. by golly they did. prancing around together with the kids, their profuse offers of extra fried mee and bean broth brought excuses out of us. "oh we had lunch already". resistance was futile. we had 2nd lunch. or for some of us, 3rd.
so anyway, while the tupperware ladies were wrapping up their visit with a little performance from the kids, we unloaded rm500's worth of food, and drinks, and.. oil.. from rachel's car. she was actually worried about leaving the stuff in the car as you know.. you never know in these kinda neighbourhoods these days. a Wandering Bunch Of Foreigners (WBOF) might decide to break a window and get some packets of rice to feed their kids. here's a tip WBOF, see that steel gate in the background? we malaysians use pieces of gate to sell and get $$$. how to get pieces of the gate? err..
anyway. we got to know the kids soon enough. they introduced themselves and shook our hands and leaned over. not knowing what to do, i pat the little guy on the head.
so after singing some songs accompanied by guitar, namely rasa sayang and do a deer, we gathered around to play mbc's traditional game of 'blow wind blow'. in actual fact, the kids knew how to play already! we suspect it must have been from the many groups who come to visit every now and then.
deciding to let the kids off the hook and give them some rest, ahah.. nah. we guessed they must've been pooped after two groups visiting them in one afternoon. so everybody gathered around for one last group picture.
leaving behind some goodies, a little money, and another memory of another visiting group, we left compassion home and the kids two and a half hours after we first arrived. how our little trip might change their lives, i'm not sure. i'm not sure of most things anyway. but there's hope. i hope they remembered, or at least heard, what some guitar dude advised earlier on in the visit - "hi! we're from monash university. it's not too far from here. if you study hard enough, you can study in a university too!"
i hope i remember his advice too.
1 comment:
wow.
this commercial break is like an advertisement of mbc's GENEROSITY.
;P.
nyek nyek.
nice one !
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