Saw many funny looking flowers especially these ones:
At first I thought those were Willy Wonka's edible flower. It does look like candy.
Short and sweet candy-looking flower for my short and sweet blog.
"OMG! our com med posting ending dy. I super like this posting la. Like so
fun!!!" - Tyng Sam (after ComMed class)
By the way, this is the very first time I'm visiting an orphanage. So kinda excited.
Once we reached the place, Mr Ashok, our guide from the Community Medicine department, gave the children instructions and at the same time doing translation for us since we can't speak Kanada and they can't speak English. " you guys better prepare something good for us!"
When it comes to India culture, we all know that most Indians, if not all, loves singing and dancing. So few of the children tried to and did impress us with their talent in singing and dancing.
After that, we had a Q and A session so that we know what we were expected to prepare for them. Thought of stealing Jun Han's idea of showing them a movie, I asked them what kind of movies they like to watch.
And to my, and everybody's, surprise, they answered harmonizingly "Titanic!"
O_o
Planning started right after the first visit when Josephine who was in-charge of the gift packs got super semangat to do the paper bags. Lot's of cutting, folding, packing, repacking, counting, and repacking, and more repacking.
It's really funny to see our reactions when we found out that one of the gift bags doesn't have a comb or a pencil or whatever. We will go "oh no!" and start opening the gift bags one by one. cacat. "where is my lollipop?!!!!"
It's really awesome by looking at how the whole process of making the gift bags came into place. All thanks to Jose (Pronounced by NIS as Jo-say)
The real day came and that's when all the excitement, frustration and OMG begins. There were food, games, performances and water bombs. By the way, we were asked to contributed some anti-lice (anti-kutu) shampoo for the orphanage. Yeap! and water bombs.
Kutu meet water bombs, water bombs meet kutu.
First of all, they were asked to draw a flag which represents each respective team. It's funny how they perceive what a flag is. There were sun, coconut trees and birds with some crocodile in the river in their flag. c-o-c-o-n-u-t coconut tree!!!
"should i draw a smiling sun?!"
Next came the outdoor game. One word = CHAOS!
I was the one organizing the whole game and my whole planned was altered because we just simply couldn't give proper instructions to them. No matter how simple a game might sound, it could be quite confusing for them because we couldn't explaing it properly.
And the most exciting moment came. The kids were happy because we were giving out the gift bags (consist of anti-lice shampoo and stuff). We were happy because mission accomplished!
"uwah, the episiotomy is so painful. Tomorrow Mother's day somemore, really makes me think." - a friend of mine who witnessed a delivery today
(episiotomy = the incision made in a woman's perineum to enlarge the vaginal opening for delivery)
"don't you love your mom more after seeing how a woman delivers a baby?!" - Farah to niCk during OBG posting
as i was searching through the photo's my parents took when I was a kid, I found out that my parents actually brought me to a lot places before
like the waterfall:
some park:
the beach:
Mummy never missed my birthday. Well, no mother miss their kid's birthday I suppose.
This was my first birthday celebration in my uncle's house.
and this was my third birthday celebration at Bukit Bintang McDonald's
Mummy taught me how to swim
Mummy always brought me to her office so that I could kacau her when she worked.
and Mummy gave me a brother to play with. kekeke
Mummy loves travelling. She always travels and sometimes, she brings us along...
...but most of the time, she travels without us
"CHEERS!!! happy mother's day"
Of course I cannot forget those who were there supporting mummy to bring us up. They are:
My 7 auntie. We call her out guardian. since it's Mother's day, I'll call her mummy number two. She's the one who took care of me when mummy is not around. and she's the one who told me about God and the story about Snow White because she calls herself, well, Snow White.
and mummy's mummy. We call her popo. Well, she gave birth to Mummy and took care of her so that mummy can give birth to me and take care of me. popo loves small kids. so we can say the popo loves each and everyone of us very much.
To all the mother's out there: Happy Mother's Day!!!