I actually had something else to post about my last weekend but first, allow me to write something serious for once, since it's been such a long time since I last did a serious post.
Due to work commitments, I happened to be at a home for abused/abandoned children on Saturday. Let's skip some details due to non-disclosure policies, but we were there to bring something for the kids and spend some time with them.
Upon the arrival of my colleague and I, these kids ran out and greeted us with their cutest and widest smiles and tried so enthusiastically to pull the things we were holding to help bring them in. The young ones (3-5 years old) clung onto our legs and my colleague couldn't help but to exclaim, "Oh my god, so cute!!!". We talked to them for a bit and proceeded to set up the place before the rest of the volunteers arrived.
Some of the older primary school kids, without being ordered, ran up to help us. Some others came out to help upon instructions from their "mummy". I merely asked for a rag to wipe the chairs, one of them immediately produced one and started wiping. He even refused to hand me the rag! Most of them were so well-behaved that we were really touched. Touched that at such young age, they, the unfortunate children who have nothing much, know how to think, behave properly and be helpful. Compared to spoilt brats who have everything, these kids were far more lovable.
The fact that these super cute and well-behaved children are in fact, abused or abandoned by their parents is very, very heartbreaking. The youngest of the bunch is just 10 days old; how could his parents throw him away? If you don't want the baby, don't make him. If you made him accidentally, be responsible! If you brought him to the world, love and care for him, not freaking abuse him! I just don't understand how parents can abuse their children, especially when they are so cute, innocent and obedient. Are those people mad??
It angered me, my colleague and the rest of the volunteers there (some of whom are already parents) that the heartless parents could actually abuse the children whom we came across there. Although I advocate neither, I think that abusing is far worse than abandoning the kids. For whatever reasons, if you throw them at the doorsteps of a home or orphanage or something, you suck although there is still a tiny tinge of humanity in you, considering the fact that you still left them to someone to be taken care of. If you throw them at some rubbish dump or unseemly places, you really suck. And if you abuse then dump them (at a home or other unseemly place), you deserve a place in hell. Sorry to be so harsh, but I just couldn't accept such doings from parents.
I suppose spoilt brats (rich or otherwise) should spend a stint in such homes to knock some sense into them. I guess that's why some of their volunteers brought their children along. The rich kids should know "you're so lucky that you have everything you want" and the not-so-rich ones, "although you might not have all the things your rich counterpart has, you should still count your blessings because you have a lot more than the children in these homes". Why do those fortunate spoilt brats act as though the world is indebted to them but the less fortunate ones can be so sensible and positive? Although it's not right, shouldn't they - abused and abandoned by their so-called loved ones - have more rights to demand something from the world?
I could go on and on giving my two cents about how fucked up those heartless parents are or how screwed spoilt kids these days are, but there's no point because I believe what I've written above is enough to express what I wanted to say. When it was time to leave, a 4-year old girl who became a bit attached to me after my morning there ran out and held my hand. I looked her in the eyes and they seemed to say "please don't go". I nearly cried. In a cheerful voice, I bade her goodbye but when I walked to my car, my heart felt a tinge of sourness. I really hope that these kids grow up happy and healthy, and if they learn about their past, I hope that they will not give up on themselves.
The visit to the home opened up a new perspective to me about how these kids need our help for a better future. I used to have a fear to go near to these less fortunate people (NOT because I discriminate them but because I am scared that whatever I do might hurt their feelings) and although I still have that fear now, I will take a more eager approach to interact with them, especially knowing that they are so ecstatic at the extra attention. I think that there's a lot that we can do for them, directly or indirectly.
Due to work commitments, I happened to be at a home for abused/abandoned children on Saturday. Let's skip some details due to non-disclosure policies, but we were there to bring something for the kids and spend some time with them.
Upon the arrival of my colleague and I, these kids ran out and greeted us with their cutest and widest smiles and tried so enthusiastically to pull the things we were holding to help bring them in. The young ones (3-5 years old) clung onto our legs and my colleague couldn't help but to exclaim, "Oh my god, so cute!!!". We talked to them for a bit and proceeded to set up the place before the rest of the volunteers arrived.
Some of the older primary school kids, without being ordered, ran up to help us. Some others came out to help upon instructions from their "mummy". I merely asked for a rag to wipe the chairs, one of them immediately produced one and started wiping. He even refused to hand me the rag! Most of them were so well-behaved that we were really touched. Touched that at such young age, they, the unfortunate children who have nothing much, know how to think, behave properly and be helpful. Compared to spoilt brats who have everything, these kids were far more lovable.
The fact that these super cute and well-behaved children are in fact, abused or abandoned by their parents is very, very heartbreaking. The youngest of the bunch is just 10 days old; how could his parents throw him away? If you don't want the baby, don't make him. If you made him accidentally, be responsible! If you brought him to the world, love and care for him, not freaking abuse him! I just don't understand how parents can abuse their children, especially when they are so cute, innocent and obedient. Are those people mad??
It angered me, my colleague and the rest of the volunteers there (some of whom are already parents) that the heartless parents could actually abuse the children whom we came across there. Although I advocate neither, I think that abusing is far worse than abandoning the kids. For whatever reasons, if you throw them at the doorsteps of a home or orphanage or something, you suck although there is still a tiny tinge of humanity in you, considering the fact that you still left them to someone to be taken care of. If you throw them at some rubbish dump or unseemly places, you really suck. And if you abuse then dump them (at a home or other unseemly place), you deserve a place in hell. Sorry to be so harsh, but I just couldn't accept such doings from parents.
I suppose spoilt brats (rich or otherwise) should spend a stint in such homes to knock some sense into them. I guess that's why some of their volunteers brought their children along. The rich kids should know "you're so lucky that you have everything you want" and the not-so-rich ones, "although you might not have all the things your rich counterpart has, you should still count your blessings because you have a lot more than the children in these homes". Why do those fortunate spoilt brats act as though the world is indebted to them but the less fortunate ones can be so sensible and positive? Although it's not right, shouldn't they - abused and abandoned by their so-called loved ones - have more rights to demand something from the world?
I could go on and on giving my two cents about how fucked up those heartless parents are or how screwed spoilt kids these days are, but there's no point because I believe what I've written above is enough to express what I wanted to say. When it was time to leave, a 4-year old girl who became a bit attached to me after my morning there ran out and held my hand. I looked her in the eyes and they seemed to say "please don't go". I nearly cried. In a cheerful voice, I bade her goodbye but when I walked to my car, my heart felt a tinge of sourness. I really hope that these kids grow up happy and healthy, and if they learn about their past, I hope that they will not give up on themselves.
The visit to the home opened up a new perspective to me about how these kids need our help for a better future. I used to have a fear to go near to these less fortunate people (NOT because I discriminate them but because I am scared that whatever I do might hurt their feelings) and although I still have that fear now, I will take a more eager approach to interact with them, especially knowing that they are so ecstatic at the extra attention. I think that there's a lot that we can do for them, directly or indirectly.
2 comments:
That must have been a good experience for you! I hope they grow up to be happy and successful adults! : )
foongpc: Yep! Hope so!
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