I edited this picture using Picnik! XD first time yo! I hope it's okay.
Vignette was so cool. XD
I'm advancing, stepping stones; one at a time.
I'm advancing, stepping stones; one at a time.
The process and progress is slow XD but I'm going.
xxx
Although edited, this is a rather bad drawing of my impression of the Stepping Stones Orphanage in Seputeh, near Mid Valley. (I would know because during the Bangsar Youth Fellowship's Amazing Race, my group walked from the orphanage in Seputeh to MidValley. XD)
I didn't draw the Indian children and their big expressive happy eyes;
I didn't draw the clothing lines that an old white-haired, red-puttu-ed Indian lady was hanging about 20 white shirts on;
I didn't draw the darkness inside the place correctly, and the blue of the sky came out horribly. I shall experiment with colour privately next time. XD
The mocking symmetry of the navy blue pinafores and trousers lined straight on one of those plastic sheets you normally see on those umbrellas used to shade tables in kopitiams just humbled me.
The mocking symmetry of the navy blue pinafores and trousers lined straight on one of those plastic sheets you normally see on those umbrellas used to shade tables in kopitiams just humbled me.
It really did. It made me realize that you know, I have everything these children long for.
And the place was in shambles! There was a little kid adjusting the channel of a colour television from, like, the 80s. It still had little dials and one big knob for tuning, like a radio would have. There were lots and lots of plastic chairs, I can't imagine why.
All 24 groups participating in the race had to give them a box of pencils, some exercise books and 10 sticks of Kajang satay. I hope they had a really good dinner that night. :)
When I handed over the stationery, I said hi and smiled at the two Indian girls that were in charge of receiving our stuff. Their expressions were the same: surprised and happy, in a wistful way.
Mostly happy, though. :)
I pray for all you little guys and the ladies there too :D Amen.
And the place was in shambles! There was a little kid adjusting the channel of a colour television from, like, the 80s. It still had little dials and one big knob for tuning, like a radio would have. There were lots and lots of plastic chairs, I can't imagine why.
All 24 groups participating in the race had to give them a box of pencils, some exercise books and 10 sticks of Kajang satay. I hope they had a really good dinner that night. :)
When I handed over the stationery, I said hi and smiled at the two Indian girls that were in charge of receiving our stuff. Their expressions were the same: surprised and happy, in a wistful way.
Mostly happy, though. :)
I pray for all you little guys and the ladies there too :D Amen.
