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.
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
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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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