November 25, 2008

it's not their fault, okay?

You don’t have an inkling of how sleepy I am. But even with my super droopy lids, I’m determined to write.

This morning we had a division meeting about our Project Purse Kuning. I’ll tell you all about it after the event. Two RAs (abbreviation for both person’s names), one of whom is an ex-drug addict came over to the office to tell us about something. My colleagues and I couldn’t imagine how he was once an ex-addict. He is by far the most compassionate and charismatic person we’ve met so far. And his wife is one hell of a strong woman, so we’re not surprised he’s such a strong man himself.


He told us of the things that are happening at the back allies of Chow Kit. His descriptions were so vivid, I felt like I was temporarily transported to that place as he was lamenting to us the unfortunate conditions of some children. I knew that the 2 girls I was sitting in between had bile in their throat just like me, because throughout the entire meeting, we were sitting in silence; all our normal “during-meeting” jokes almost non-existent.


I can’t tell you what it felt like to be in that room, listening to how 12 year olds pimp for their mothers. And believe me, that case is just the tip of the iceberg.


But the thing that saddens me the most is the fact that the person all those things should have been told to was not there, attending another course. I think that person needed to know all we were told because it would have cleared the air about some of his/her uncertainties. It would have probably lessened, if not eliminated altogether the prejudice that person felt.


The other thing I was very angry about is the lackadaisical attitude of some of those in the meeting room. I get it that they won’t be around when the Projek Purse Kuning will be held, but that doesn’t give them the right to sit at the corner of the room, looking like they can’t wait for the whole thing to be over with.


I know you’re probably gaping in awe, wondering what on freaking earth I’m rambling about. That’s probably because you don’t know head and tail about the PPK.


But if you happen to be one of those who are prejudiced towards those on the streets (especially children), stop it already. They didn’t ask to be that way, let alone be born into this cruel world.


Time to change; that always is the smarter choice.

2 comments:

Iezu said...

"...the person all those things should have been told to was not there, attending another course."

is it the same person u mentioned while we enjoyed that yummylicious tako tao?

ps: at first, bile u tulis "projek purse kuning"...i tot ur referring to the yellow hilly bag u wanted the other day...silly me ha? hehe

freespirited12 said...

yeap. that's who i'm referring to. shame he wasn't there to listen.

ahahahha. well, i wouldn't blame you for thinking that i was talking about the hilly handbag since i am looking for one.

but for now, PPK has got nothing to do with my welfare or my whims and fancies. and that feels good :)