Today, as a field trip the whole p6 minus 2 went to this special school for the autistic and down syndromes .
I have to admit i was kinda afraid of them at the beginning, but as i left the place and boarded the car to our way back to school , i felt mad at myself for always complaining at life when i am counted as lucky compared to people bornt like them.
There were lots of children there, and by the look of their faces, eyes, and first movements and sounds they make, you can tell that they werent actually normal. the room was full of wailing and shouting .
There were lots of teenagers who acted like 4 ,and i even saw one lady who looked like um, 30 more buts she acts like 5.
Ugh, i feel so sorry for them.
I felt really happy that i could at least help them by joining this field trip aka our Outrage programme~
Well when w e first set foot on the hall, dozens of daze-looking children all ages were seated on benches staring at us. Miss judith made a intro and the principal there (i think ) translated it.
we hand them goodies, hahahaaha :p
for lunch, KFC.
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The orphans/autistic/down syndromes children looked cheerful at everything, and which bugged me was that they kept staring at us and it was pretty scary and uncomfy. But oh well.
Well, the main point of this program was to learn something and i did~
i dont know how to felt about being born not normal, and it amazed me that they are still willing to take therapy.
When they are being laughed at, teased and were having difficulty at something, they still didnt give up, and me? urghhh, i complained at every single worthless thing!!!
Oh, and i took a couple of pictures of them, not so good pictures tho, since i was seated at the second row and people kept blocking, showing my their *ehermmm*.
buttttt.........
i dont know how to transport pictures to this computerrrr~
#imsolame
yikesss
so, i'll ask my sista laterrr.
probably the next postt.~
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ciao .
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