A big group pics with the lecturers as well.
A-Level Club organized a visit to an orphanage home is Bangsar last Saturday. I was excited about this trip but felt inferior too because this is my first time visiting an orphanage home, interacting with them personally. Lots of thoughts were in my mind the night before the visit as I am trying to figure out how should I react with them to avoid them feeling being sympathize and vulnerable. I just did not want the children or teenagers there to feel unfortunate just because i am way much more fortunate than them. My mission there is to bring cheer and joy to their day.
And I did complete my mission with my head held high. The entire A-levels students and the children were having a whale of time. We introduced ourselves to them and then we all sang very meaningful song "Sing" by the carpenters. I got to carry young kids as young as 1 years old.
The children there are very different in a good way from the usual children I come across. When you stare into their eyes, it reflects their innocent but also their depth of understanding. There is no sound of tears throughout the entire morning. You wont get the annoying high pitch cries and hysteric screams They are so understanding for their age to compromise. They queeued up when we were distributing party packs, the young ones would politely ask for our help to open their party packs instead of them forcing it to open themselves spilling the foods all over the floor. Its just such a different scence there. Even though they were all smiles the entire day, they do have untold stories behind their closet. Once you listen to their overwhelming, thrilling, ups and downs life story, you will come to a realisation that we just pale in comparission mentally.
Here is a real life story:
This little girl is cute, adorable in every way but she has not open her mouth to say a word since her two years stay in the orphanage. Her name is Nancy and she had a harsh early childhood that led her to stay silence ever since. Nobody know why. All she seek is just attention and love from anyone. She love to be hugged and cuddled in arms and thats is the world to her. This is the power of 'HUG'. When she gets familiar with you, she will attach to you and cling on you for the entire day. Thats is her way of marking her teritory as she is proud to announce that you belong to her. You may not understand but since the children don get personal attention as we do in our homes, having someone to carry them, hug them and cuddle them is what they desire badly.
This trip is a wake-up call for me in everyway. I am so ashame of myself complaining not having this and that, and not looking like miss wannabee. Sometimes I tend to be oblivious towards my surrounding in this paper chase life. I just aim for achievements after achievements and lost the very basic sense of human touch which have kept us all intact and close. All those rants are so immature now after a day spent with the orphans. I should be feeling gratitude for being blissful in life.
Appreciate life as there will never be tomorrow.
5 comments:
awww this is such a nice post!
the feeling must be great, being able to cheer them up and brighten their day :D
i guess we should really appreciate our life and be filial to our parents, no matter how much they scold or nag us :D shant take things for granted!
Yah, the kids there are less privildeged than us. One girl about the age of 14 has a scar on her forehead because her abusive dad used to throw her down from the top of the cupboard when she was young.
Little did we know
Pei Ying
i've always wanted to visit an orphanage but never get the chance to do so yet.
seriously got to appreciate everything we have in hands. hoping for endless more only makes us feel tired...
the world is actually quite unfair, there're people who are too lucky they don't realise how fortunate they are; there are poeple who do not even know how it feels like to be lucky.
gosh, we must be grateful!!!!
We just ought to be grateful with what we have now. We ought to be contented and stop complaining how life sucks.
Well, thats me.
Great post pei ying!
dear pei ying,
it's been a long time since i last saw you! i thought i've commented on this post, but i'll just comment on it again; perhaps i have not actually commented on it. maybe it's because we talked about it over the phone and so my thoughts on this trip were already said in that discourse.
i totally agree with your final thought of the day, about being unrealistically unsatisfied and vulnerable over our shortcomings. if we look at our condition from a bigger picture, we just realize how fortunate we are as compared to these kids, who are devoid even of their basic needs.
so, after trips like these, i'd reflect deeply, beat myself over and decide to appreciate my blessings. after promising myself that i'd change, i come back home, only sink back into the hustle and bustle of city life and revert to my old antics. i start fretting away about not having the extremities of comforts as i fall head over heels in love with success and pursue it with little regards for the other more realistic things in life. then, i'd look back and think of how weak i actually am; i try to be more sensible again, only to find me retrieving my significant other- my old, selfish self.
sometimes, i ask why people are born into the worst of conditions. i resent at the saying that life is unfair.
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