Loads of things on my mind righ now to share with you guys my experience on
12 September 2009
Lets begin...
RAMADHAN ON WHEELS as shown on the above is an annual event
every the month of Ramadhan.
Overall, it was meant to help the needy or less fortunate
and together, they can celebrate Hari Raya with all Muslims community in
Singapore equally.
This is my first year involving in this big event through my school interest group
JIVE.
The feeling of anxiety with butterflies in the stomach was undeniable in the morning as I
reached ITE Simei, where this event was held.
My role as a facilitator was to facilitate the family, that I will be with through out
the day, on expenditure of items that they will going to buy for Hari raya.
I had to suggest them the cheapest and healthiest products, thus money and health
could be spent on other important things.
I also need to remind them constantly that they have to buy items that they
realy need and not they desire.
Reached ITE Simei @ 8.45am. Register myself at the counter and was issued with a folder,
containing the document profile of the family that i would be with.
Queue for my shirt and off to change.
Finally, i got to know my family.
A pregnant lady stay with her mum age 60, who is still on Dialysis and a daughter 11
years of age.
Woah. A pregnant lady. A bit scary for me because my perception was they
tend to be sensitive over things. My first thought based on her welfare was she got to
buy a lot of calcium-rich food.
It's alright.
I seized the challenge with an open arm.
Waited for 15 minutes in search for my driver to fetch my family.
Worth for the wait, I was attached to a driver that you won't believe
and would have a big doubt
that she was my driver.
Haz, is her name.
The height of primary 5 kid is her height.
And she has been driving for 3 years now.
LIKE A WOW!
Height can be deceiving for a lady like her to hit the road.
We introduced each other and got along very well through out the day.
Surprise, surprise...
Her age is 24.
Cool!
She had a driving liscense and I am still longing for one but, have to wait for
21 years of age.
She was delighted that she got me because my family stayed in Ang Mo Kio.
Ang Mo Kio was a peanut to her(at times she had to refer to the street directory for the block)
as she is very familiar with the in and out of the expressway.
HAZ, I MISS YOU!!!!
One morning we met and it seemed that we have bonded like a year through out the day.
*Mind You, This lady drove at 110 kilometre per hour.*
I met my warm and friendly family.
I found out that the pregnant lady, Miss Norliza, was not pregnant. Had given birth to another
daughter.
Off we were back to school and waiting for the Guest OF Honour arrival
Mr Teo Chee Hean for the flag off.
In the meantime, Haz and me interact with my family. Deep down in them, they were
very supportive and spontaneous. My jokes and some sarcastic remarks(friednly one ok)
were normal to them. They can still be sacarstic to me. They even tease me.
Gosh, i love this family alot.
However, we have boundaries ok. So, must not be over exceeding.
Overall, I have to respect them.
After the flagged off, we head to Tampinese hyper market, Giant.
The good thing about this family was they have their item to bought set on their mind.
It was so auto.
Their items are not junks.
Very detiled and specified.
All dry stuff.
No convenience food or diabetic food(only some)
This was done without my fore reminder to them.
They knew what to buy.
With the given voucher of $150, a quater of it was used for baby's item like diapers and
milk powder.
I was taken aback for the price of milk powder that was sky rocketting
to $50 and more.
I asked Miss Liza for how long does a normal size tin of milk powder last
(the size of large tin milo powder)
Her answer was 2 weeks.
For parents who have babies, i think they have to work really hard because
babies milk powder are not that cheap and can only last 2 weeks.
This does not include their diapers and clothes yet.
I hope babies can thank their parents and not to wait till they grow up.
to be continued....
GTG...bubye