It's almost here, the day I leave Singapore for Kenya. I can't believe nine months have passed by so quickly - I still remember the day Pendeza II met up for the very first time. These are the same people I will be going to Kenya with - give or take a few people.
I admit, I'm still packing now!
But while packing stationery & notebooks for the girls, I realised that most of the donations are really old & musty & I honestly doubt if they can be used at all. It's like we're a dumping ground for unwanted items. My mom was shaking her head as she sorted through the donation items I brought home.
It happens to me too - It's easy to just throw everything you don't want into a box without sorting it out & donate it away, thinking someone else would appreciate our junk. We end up trying to ease our guilt, convincing ourselves that these things can actually still be used even though they're in bad shape. Truth is, most of such stuff gets rejected and eventually thrown away. We're really just pushing the guilt to someone else.
I really feel these people receiving the donations deserve better somehow. The girls I'm bringing these notebooks to, some of them are 16 while some are only 3 years old. When we were little, I'm pretty sure we would all have wanted to own pretty things. Even if we didn't have much of a choice. Sure, I'd love to have a notebook to draw & write on. But I would definitely love to have one of those floral printed notebooks over those free NUS Open House or SPRING Singapore notebooks. Even while I was packing I was subconsciously looking out for such dull notebooks that I myself wouldn't use to give away when I realised how delighted the girls would be if they received something nicer.
Time to be repacking some stuff.
I admit, I'm still packing now!
But while packing stationery & notebooks for the girls, I realised that most of the donations are really old & musty & I honestly doubt if they can be used at all. It's like we're a dumping ground for unwanted items. My mom was shaking her head as she sorted through the donation items I brought home.
It happens to me too - It's easy to just throw everything you don't want into a box without sorting it out & donate it away, thinking someone else would appreciate our junk. We end up trying to ease our guilt, convincing ourselves that these things can actually still be used even though they're in bad shape. Truth is, most of such stuff gets rejected and eventually thrown away. We're really just pushing the guilt to someone else.
I really feel these people receiving the donations deserve better somehow. The girls I'm bringing these notebooks to, some of them are 16 while some are only 3 years old. When we were little, I'm pretty sure we would all have wanted to own pretty things. Even if we didn't have much of a choice. Sure, I'd love to have a notebook to draw & write on. But I would definitely love to have one of those floral printed notebooks over those free NUS Open House or SPRING Singapore notebooks. Even while I was packing I was subconsciously looking out for such dull notebooks that I myself wouldn't use to give away when I realised how delighted the girls would be if they received something nicer.
Time to be repacking some stuff.
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