It
was my second time visiting an orphanage. The first one I did with my PASKIB
friends. It was at Anggun’s birthday. We gave them some of our stuff. I haven’t
really got the feeling that day. Because it was in my hometown. I was still in
home with my precious family and I didn’t know the feeling of being far from
them.
So
the second was so much special. Cause it’s far away from my hometown. It’s
around 3 kilometers from my recent campus. When I first came to the orphanage,
there was a cute little girl. She was around 3 or 4 years old. I smiled
brightly to her and she smiled shy. I ask for her name and she answered
“Farhain”. Such a beautiful name. I gave her my candy and she becomes so close
to me suddenly. I pull her up and bring her with me along the rundown. It
reminds me so much of my own little brother in my own home.
Generally
but I think it means all of them are kind kids. They’re so welcome when I
arrive there with my folks. They all have very nice ethical appearance. They’re
clean and neat. Far from my previous mindset that said if this City’s kids are
bad.
In
my opinion, they’re just luckily unlucky.
ORIGAMI
If I
can turn back time until I’m in my eighth year school, I will say so much
thanks to Mita for giving me very very beneficial tutorial in making origami. At
so much time after that, somehow they always bring their own miracle. These
origamis did. Once again, it was happened today, five years after I can make my
first origami. The kyeoptas I always talk about with Sasa just come to me and
friendly asking about how to make the origami. I gave them the tutorial happily
of course. I praised them who can make it successfully, and I bullied them who
failed. These kinds of things really help me in making interaction with them.
CANDY
There
was other thing helping my interaction, it’s the small marshmallow or we used
to call it ‘candy’. It helped me much about the kids in the orphanage, and
helping bullied by those namjas -_-“. The last one is not something I was
planed.
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