After the Social Studies Timed Practice (which was the source-based question of 2003 O Level paper), we waited in our class, getting ready for the Flag Day CIP Activity coming up. In a moment, we were given our cans and stickers. We were raising funds for the Muhammadiyah Welfare Home, a Muslim-based home, and we were to spread out all over Singapore to raise funds until 12 noon.
I set out with Kegan and the Toilet Gang. We initially decided to go to Suntec City and took the long bus journey to the place. When we reached there, students from other schools were already crawling around the place. Kegan and I went around in a pair, even exchanging stickers with someone from another school. Eventually, the two of us decided to move to Chinatown via taxi after poor response here.
We positioned ourselves outside a hawker centre, across the street from the Subordinate Courts. Under the hot sun we stood, appealing to passers-by to donate. "Good morning! Would you like to donate for charity?" was my typical greeting to all. If they donated, I would answer, "Thank you! Have a nice day!" If not, I would thank them anyway. There were all kinds of people who donated: young children, teens, middle-aged people, married couples with their babies in a stroller, foreigners and the elderly. Some pitied us standing under the hot sun, but for charity, I did not mind. What did puzzle me was why some people nodded, answered "Yes" but walked away without putting at least a coin into the can.
After who knows how many hours, Kegan and I switched positions and continue to appeal. By the end of the day, I gave out more stickers than Kegan (some who donated didn't want the sticker though) and our cans felt quite heavy (felt like three-quarters full to me). On the MRT back to our school, my eyes popped out when someone from 4/3 raised so much money her can felt a few times heavier than ours.
After delivering our cans to XL who did not have to go out since he was the supervisor for our class, Kegan and I went down for lunch. After that, we waited for the EXCO photo shoot that was to take place at 2.30pm. We went up to the AVA Room and got our pictures taken with our blazers on. Before the photographer came, all of us were busy tidying our hair and practising our smiles. We hoped the photos would come out good.
I set out with Kegan and the Toilet Gang. We initially decided to go to Suntec City and took the long bus journey to the place. When we reached there, students from other schools were already crawling around the place. Kegan and I went around in a pair, even exchanging stickers with someone from another school. Eventually, the two of us decided to move to Chinatown via taxi after poor response here.
We positioned ourselves outside a hawker centre, across the street from the Subordinate Courts. Under the hot sun we stood, appealing to passers-by to donate. "Good morning! Would you like to donate for charity?" was my typical greeting to all. If they donated, I would answer, "Thank you! Have a nice day!" If not, I would thank them anyway. There were all kinds of people who donated: young children, teens, middle-aged people, married couples with their babies in a stroller, foreigners and the elderly. Some pitied us standing under the hot sun, but for charity, I did not mind. What did puzzle me was why some people nodded, answered "Yes" but walked away without putting at least a coin into the can.
After who knows how many hours, Kegan and I switched positions and continue to appeal. By the end of the day, I gave out more stickers than Kegan (some who donated didn't want the sticker though) and our cans felt quite heavy (felt like three-quarters full to me). On the MRT back to our school, my eyes popped out when someone from 4/3 raised so much money her can felt a few times heavier than ours.
After delivering our cans to XL who did not have to go out since he was the supervisor for our class, Kegan and I went down for lunch. After that, we waited for the EXCO photo shoot that was to take place at 2.30pm. We went up to the AVA Room and got our pictures taken with our blazers on. Before the photographer came, all of us were busy tidying our hair and practising our smiles. We hoped the photos would come out good.
yours truly, tobias at 9:20 pm
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