A visit to the Old Folks home.

Just now was the last lesson for the master life group,  frankly, i enjoyed it alot. And i learned loads of things from it. xD

After MasterLife, we went to the old folks home.

Before we went in, Daniel briefed us a bit on what to do.

-Talk to them or Help out.

So when we went in, the few of us was like sticking together, 'cause we practically don't know what to do. Mostly, they just stare blankly at you, or completely do nothing.

So Sean and Zhen Kye suggested all of us to pair up, I couldn't agree more.

But then Daniel said : 'Guys, split up'. 

o.0

The first person I talked to was smiling all the way. There wasn't anything special. He just kept asking what time it was.

Then I moved on to another person, still nothing special.

They just didn't really like to say anything.

But then i looked in front, Sean, zhen kye, and Joel was still sticking together. 

So much for splitting up.

Anyway, the 'senior citizen' they talked to, apparently had a lot to say....

Then the clock struck four. And food came.......for them.

'Cause there was only one person that needs to be fed in the dorm, so a few others moved to another dorm.

So I was feeding this guy porridge. He couldn't speak well or eat himself. His hands kept shaking, and all he could do was point.

Before i knew he couldn't talk normally, I asked him a few questions, but then he was trying to say something, at first i heard ' go gon mm d' we' it was very very soft and i couldn't understand him.

So he repeated a couple of times then only i understood, he was trying to say : 'Ngo gong mm dou wa' means I can't speak in cantonese.

Ouch.

So I started to feed him, after a few spoons, I saw his face getting slightly red, then his eyes started to become a bit red too, then got a watery, slowly, a drop of tear rolled down his cheeks, and another, and another.

I wanted to comfort him, but I don't know why, at that time I couldn't say anything, so I kept on feeding him.

 I felt that he must've been wanting people to really care for him, or maybe he thought of some past or something.

Through this I really felt very sad for the people there. I don't think any of them wants to be there, everyone wants to be cared for, and to have a real home to go back to, no matter young or old.

So I believe that through a short visit, to let them know that there are people who are willing to care for them, they would be really happy.

And those who sent their parents to the old folks home are really heartless.

Btw, the nurses there aren't too kind and caring either. They scold them! 

Now I know, hearing about stories from people who went to visit the place is totally different from being there to help out. I'm really glad I went.

=)