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Visit To Welfare Home

Went to a nearby welfare home the other day, there were some twenty over kids there and as part of everyday life, I thought I might as well visit them and bring them something to eat. I decided on KFC for the kids since I don't think they get to eat stuff like that a lot of times.

So, a few friends, cousin and sister put some cash together and decided to buy the food and also some schooling items for them.

This is not one of those dilapidated homes and I know the kids here are pretty well taken care of but it is nice just the same. When we arrived at the door (we were a little late - have to wait for KFC people to put together three family buckets of fried chicken, they were not prepared for such a sudden large order), we could hear the kids shouting 'KFC! KFC!'

And then they rushed out clearing the tables and shyly looked at us. We were shy too, like what do you say and furthermore, they spoke mainly in Mandarin and my Mandarin is...well.....so damn char-siew-pow. But I did try, ok? :-)

It really brings a smile to my face eventhough we didn't do much. Instead all of us were just standing there and watching them gobble up the food. You know how it feels like to stand outside during winter, cold to your bones and then suddenly, you walk into a warm heated room with a fire place?

Yeah. That's the feeling you get when you watch the little kids eat appreciatively what we often take for granted. I got a bit concerned too when I saw a few of the kids were thin like rods. The caretaker said that some of them were horribly malnourished when they were brought to the welfare home and now, the kids are slightly better than they originally were.

I wanted to take tons of pictures of the kids but I thought it would be rude to do so. I don't want to make the kids feel like caged animals or something.

But I DID take a liking to this certain girl and this is the only picture I took when I was there.


The monkey is me...please don't mind me. I looked like shit.

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