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Thursday, April 07, 2005
@ 10:41 PM

hi! lets get started...
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ju eng home:
our visit to ju eng home yesterday wasn't as bad as i tot it would be...i tot that i would be wasting my time there because my chinese is so bad.. n most of them speak in a funny language...erm... lets start from the very begining in the bus!
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we were on our way there n see saw quite alot of stuff... i saw a pet shop called dogtionary! so cool right! we saw the famous roti prata store...den.. we saw.. the one... n only... jueng home... jueng home doe'nt look like a home.. at first impression.. all of us were like: u call that the under privilledge? i mean... the place was quite nice n cosy u noe... in the lobby.. there was aircon somemore.. but when we entered... it was so different... there were so many miserable old people staring at us.. they looked so helpless... all of us could'nt smile at all... the lady over at the centre told us abt how this home came about n alot of other crap... she asked us to breck ourselves into groups.. some go n interact with the old people... some clean the place up... n some to work in the kitchen.. some do gardening... the lady also told us that one of the old man there plays dumb... so a few of my friends decided to play with him.. but he didn't want to play with them cuz they were malays(a and y) ... so bad right?anw.. this is wad happened on the third story:
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when we came out of the lift.. we saw alot of old people... alot of them just stared at us... n we stared back.. we did'nt noe how to start a conversation..we were so pathetic... we started out by asking how old were they.. they told us their age... n we had nothing to say any more.. we just.. looked.. seeing that some of my 'clever in speaking chinese' friends could carry on talking to them for so long.. i decided to try my best.. we let the residents play with simple puzzles... n even one of my friends(ber) danced with a chinese guy... so funny!we were abt to leave that level when we saw some old women excercising(doing the arm thingy).. so my friends n i decided to talk to them b/4 going down... we ended up pushing them(wheelchair) to the gathering area... one old lady kept on mumbling about going to hongkong n tiong bahru.. my friend(shir) took care of her.. another lady was having a headache... so my other friend(ber) rubbed her temples... after my friend(ber) rubbed her temples... i went to her... thats when another friend of mine(adeline) told me she was crying... when i saw her crying.. i started to cry.. my friends were like:(-_-!)
i mean.. i really flet useless at that time.. the old lady was talking to me for so long n yet i could'nt understand wat she was saying.. i really felt that if only i could help.. if only i could noe wad her problems were.. i could hv helped... all she could do was cry n mumble a language that i could not understand.. i sorta felt angry at myself... she also held my hand.. that was when i started to tear.. she wanted me to understand something so badly.. but i could'nt.. at that time i really felt very helpless... after that.. the two old ladies wanted water.. DO U NOE WAD HAPPENED? THE NURSE STARED AT US N EVEN BANGED THE CHAIR! HOW COULD SHE! I MEAN THE POOR OLD LADY IS THRISTY N U CAN STILL SIT DOWN U GIVE US THAT BLACK CARCOAL FACE? so we got her water on our own... said our good byes...den we left the third story...
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the second story was better...an old lady started the conversation my saying how happy she was to see all of us.. den she started laughing... she very cute le... den she said that my friend reminded her of either her granddaughter or daughter... den we started laughing again.. she also said that she would be even happier if we called her 'ahmah'.. so we called her 'ahmah' n started to laugh again... den.. we .. performed... the... CHICKEN DANCE FOR THEM! we were so happy that we danced for them.. but we were greeted with stoned silence after we did that.. i do not noe if its to good to be true or they were just not impressed... some of them were clapping... but it was very faint... then their dinner came.. we could only feed them for a while.. so we helped to distribute the food n water(they had porridge)... we said our good byes n left..
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on the way back to school.. we exchanged our days with each other... n i tot abt the time that we had spent there... i felt that we did not waste our time there but put our time to good use there... whew... the day is almost over...
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dance:
we put on the sequins on our costumes n watched a video how the schools which got gold last yr preformed... all i can do now ish hope for the best... my teacher says that it is either we get gold.. or nothing... all we need to accomplish now is to get our lines straight...
:)
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dancin outta here....



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