my office bus is parked in front of the stairs of a bridge every morning. today, after over a year, I happened to set WhatsApp, facebook, Twitter and my email aside, and spent 10 minutes looking at the family that lives in a shanty under the bridge. I saw the girl wearing her school uniform over the clothes she slept in, possibly because there's no place to change.
I feel like I've been so blind.
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another birthday. another half-expected, but still surprising, surprise. the usual suspects and the usual agenda. and yet, something differe...
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after a lot of action and information on day 1 of the sailing course, we had a good night's sleep (my second ever night on a boat - the ... -
it's strange, writing this on my blog when i'd rather be speaking to you. you are no longer in this world. you will not read the car...
2 comments:
One could donate clothes to the entire family. And some basic toiletteries. :)
One...meaning?? You mean YOU and KRIS will start and we will follow ryt?? or are you both gonna blog Part 2 of this??? :-P
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