Back with a hoarse voice (again), lack of sleep but a satisfied smile.
The YMCA camp was a great experience, to sum my past 3 days up. Staying in SHINE with a bunch of youths, beneficiaries (the disadvantaged; the mentally/physically challenged) and the usual colleagues (who, of course, are more than colleagues)...its been a great 3 days.
And "great" is too vague of a word to describe my feelings. It is heart-warming to discover youths (damn, I sound old) who are simply more than materialistic mannequins, as I seem to see alot of recently. Gone are the immature who wanna be grown-ups, gone are the selfish of the lot. And the beneficiaries - it touches me to see their feelings and emotions displayed so openly, when we are so used to hiding our feelings and putting on a mask in front of everybody else just to get through life. Laughter, cries, genuine smiles...almost beautiful.
A year's break off camps has definitely gotten me rusty, and a little more sombre compared to me 2-3 years back. It has also been a great distraction, I have no time on my hands to think, no time to worry, no time to feel. But now that I'm home again...life returns.
Wake me up when all these ends...
The YMCA camp was a great experience, to sum my past 3 days up. Staying in SHINE with a bunch of youths, beneficiaries (the disadvantaged; the mentally/physically challenged) and the usual colleagues (who, of course, are more than colleagues)...its been a great 3 days.
And "great" is too vague of a word to describe my feelings. It is heart-warming to discover youths (damn, I sound old) who are simply more than materialistic mannequins, as I seem to see alot of recently. Gone are the immature who wanna be grown-ups, gone are the selfish of the lot. And the beneficiaries - it touches me to see their feelings and emotions displayed so openly, when we are so used to hiding our feelings and putting on a mask in front of everybody else just to get through life. Laughter, cries, genuine smiles...almost beautiful.
A year's break off camps has definitely gotten me rusty, and a little more sombre compared to me 2-3 years back. It has also been a great distraction, I have no time on my hands to think, no time to worry, no time to feel. But now that I'm home again...life returns.
Wake me up when all these ends...