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Saturday, 30 September 2006
Monday, 25 September 2006
oi shruthi listen up!
GOALS FOR THE NEXT 11 WEEKS
1) GO TO SCHOOL EVERYDAY ( it wont kill you)
2) get anything between 3.3 - 3.8GPA ( 4's impossible considering i cabot sch already..sheesh)
This takes effect from tomorrow
arhahahaha
1) GO TO SCHOOL EVERYDAY ( it wont kill you)
2) get anything between 3.3 - 3.8GPA ( 4's impossible considering i cabot sch already..sheesh)
This takes effect from tomorrow
arhahahaha
Thursday, 21 September 2006
three little boys
The first thing that greeted us were the bright blue doors of Uthavum Ullangal.The vicinity that the children resided at was small. A room big enough to fit about 30 people was where they would eat,sleep,watch television and do their daily homework.
When we went into the room, there they were, like little angels of all shapes and sizes; sitting down in rows on straw mats laid upon cemented floors. A little boy caught our attention by standing up with much enthusiasm and waving. Ramesh was adorable. The way he talked and smiled was different from the other children. It was filled with so much gusto. Everytime i was with him i wanted to carry him and swing him round and round until i could hear his contagious laughter.
Then there were the other kids. Sham and Jinsir. Jinsir had the cutest face i had ever seen,with the word mischevious written at every nook and corner of it. After intently watching me spinning ramesh around everytime, jinsir didnt hesitate to nudge me to do it to him too. He would run in circles around the room and play catching with me.Sham was the quieter more composed one. When i looked at him i felt at ease. When i asked him to give me a little peck on the cheek he would. The perfect little boy.
At certain times during the day Ramesh and a few other kids would run up to me and point to their heads or hands and say 'vallikithu'. - painful. I couldnt do anything but just rub their hands for them or ask them to run to the elders or kala to get medicine to be applied on their wounds and cuts.Ramesh especially had big round wounds on his head and i always would wonder where they came from and what it exactly was.
Over the period of days we bonded with the little ones;playing with them, teaching them and making them happy. We taught them the hokey-pokey and they loved it. They wanted to do it everyday. And london bridge too. It was so heartwarming to see the children smile and laugh.
Towards the last day we gave everyone their own goodie bags. Complete with a toothbrush,toothpaste,shampoo,soap,comb,towel,powder and cotton buds. The little baby girl who never smiled when i carried her finally did. Little baby Vinodha. Kala ; a mature and sanguine fourteen year old held my hand and told us not to leave, to stay with them. And that was what made my heart break into a million pieces on the last day. That was what made me look back at everything. The life I lead in Singapore is so much better. The goals and what i wanted to learn and experience from the trip had been achieved.
When we went into the room, there they were, like little angels of all shapes and sizes; sitting down in rows on straw mats laid upon cemented floors. A little boy caught our attention by standing up with much enthusiasm and waving. Ramesh was adorable. The way he talked and smiled was different from the other children. It was filled with so much gusto. Everytime i was with him i wanted to carry him and swing him round and round until i could hear his contagious laughter.
Then there were the other kids. Sham and Jinsir. Jinsir had the cutest face i had ever seen,with the word mischevious written at every nook and corner of it. After intently watching me spinning ramesh around everytime, jinsir didnt hesitate to nudge me to do it to him too. He would run in circles around the room and play catching with me.Sham was the quieter more composed one. When i looked at him i felt at ease. When i asked him to give me a little peck on the cheek he would. The perfect little boy.
At certain times during the day Ramesh and a few other kids would run up to me and point to their heads or hands and say 'vallikithu'. - painful. I couldnt do anything but just rub their hands for them or ask them to run to the elders or kala to get medicine to be applied on their wounds and cuts.Ramesh especially had big round wounds on his head and i always would wonder where they came from and what it exactly was.
Over the period of days we bonded with the little ones;playing with them, teaching them and making them happy. We taught them the hokey-pokey and they loved it. They wanted to do it everyday. And london bridge too. It was so heartwarming to see the children smile and laugh.
Towards the last day we gave everyone their own goodie bags. Complete with a toothbrush,toothpaste,shampoo,soap,comb,towel,powder and cotton buds. The little baby girl who never smiled when i carried her finally did. Little baby Vinodha. Kala ; a mature and sanguine fourteen year old held my hand and told us not to leave, to stay with them. And that was what made my heart break into a million pieces on the last day. That was what made me look back at everything. The life I lead in Singapore is so much better. The goals and what i wanted to learn and experience from the trip had been achieved.
Sunday, 17 September 2006
photo pile
life in india seemed to move at such a slow pace.
and here back home everythings different.
i miss the kids at uthavum ullangal
more photos to be up soon
loads more
India part one
As i walked along the sandy costal line, bits of torn clothes and saris penetrated deep amidst the rocks came into my view.
That picture replayed in my head over and over again for i wondered if those were the clothes of the hundreds who had perished in the terrible 2004 tsunami disaster.
We walked furthur down the breakwaters. A long stretch of rocks. I wanted to go all the way to the end and gaze towards the horizon. And i had a chance to do it with the rest of them.
The breeze, the view.. it was amazing.
We had arrived in India with much excitement. When we reached the place we were going to call home for the next 2 weeks, we were a bit shocked.The house didnt look like the one the teacher had showed us, but it was alright. At LEAST it had proper bathrooms and a bed to sleep on.
However our happiness only lasted a while because we were asked to vacate the house by night due to our smoking and drinking habits, which didnt coincide with the indian culture. Obviously we didnt have anywhere else to go so we apologised to the house owner and told him we would keep our habits under low key.
The second day wasnt good either. 2 girls claimed they had seen shadows and were so affected by it they started crying.We were so scared and so slept together in the living room that night. Speculations of whether it were signs of us having to vacate the house arised.
2 girls were ill and went back to singapore in the second week. All of us fell sick probably due to the water and the very hot weather.
Other than that the times we spent together at night talking and bonding and the times we taught the kids at the orphanage were worth it. I miss all of them terribly. Sometimes i wish i could be with them for a longer period.
Will post pics and talk about that another time.
Until then..
=)
love all!
IM BACK!
That picture replayed in my head over and over again for i wondered if those were the clothes of the hundreds who had perished in the terrible 2004 tsunami disaster.
We walked furthur down the breakwaters. A long stretch of rocks. I wanted to go all the way to the end and gaze towards the horizon. And i had a chance to do it with the rest of them.
The breeze, the view.. it was amazing.
We had arrived in India with much excitement. When we reached the place we were going to call home for the next 2 weeks, we were a bit shocked.The house didnt look like the one the teacher had showed us, but it was alright. At LEAST it had proper bathrooms and a bed to sleep on.
However our happiness only lasted a while because we were asked to vacate the house by night due to our smoking and drinking habits, which didnt coincide with the indian culture. Obviously we didnt have anywhere else to go so we apologised to the house owner and told him we would keep our habits under low key.
The second day wasnt good either. 2 girls claimed they had seen shadows and were so affected by it they started crying.We were so scared and so slept together in the living room that night. Speculations of whether it were signs of us having to vacate the house arised.
2 girls were ill and went back to singapore in the second week. All of us fell sick probably due to the water and the very hot weather.
Other than that the times we spent together at night talking and bonding and the times we taught the kids at the orphanage were worth it. I miss all of them terribly. Sometimes i wish i could be with them for a longer period.
Will post pics and talk about that another time.
Until then..
=)
love all!
IM BACK!
Saturday, 2 September 2006
i am leaving
thanks dad
all packed!
not talking to you on msn for the next 2 weeks is going to make me miss you.
and to the rest of my friends too
SEE YOU IN 2 WEEKS WITH AN INDIAN ACCENT!
NYHAHAHA
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