funny how we never really appreciate our environment until we see someone who is different. i have almost forgotten how it feels like to be afraid of someone. look at them. they do not look like us. some of them take off their pants when they see us, some try to pinch me, some try to hug me violently. its scary to say the least. but God still loves them enough to send my parents to this home every thursday for the mentally disabled to share the gospel for 10 min, since most of them cant even last 5 min. God wants his gospel spread everywhere.

these 3 weeks have been fruitful actually. been to Malaysia three times, every thursday to help out in the church there. learnt alot, not just about people, but also about myself. learnt the importance of servanthood in Christianity. imagine. in a church of 8 years, 20 regulars. only a handful of people truly serve the lord. most, sit there at home, expect the pastor to come fetch them to church, then after sermon, sit at the chair and expect the food to come to their mouths.

today is my last day there. took my camera to capture special moments. i guess God wanted my last day to be special. so here are some special moments. went into the church, got welcomed by the smell of bat faeces. walked into several dozen spider webs. helped to clean up bat and owl faeces. found some bones on the floor, which we believed to be the leftovers from the owl's meal. cleaned that up too. went to shower. sat down for a cup of cereal. then the entire street blacked out. couldnt see anything, not even my fingers. wonderful. had fun lighting up candles throughout the sanctuary and from the door.

here in singapore, most of us are complaining about the education system. but i am truly glad that i was born in singapore. been trying to teach these 2 kids english. i am appalled at how the country can let her children go uneducated. these kids cant even understand english! i wrote 'e' for the little boy. for 2 weeks now, he still cant write it the right way, he flips it, writes it upside down, leftside right and all, but never gets it right. and his name is dinesh, with an 'e'. his cousin, though, is smart. taught her to write her name last week and this week she can write it on her own. brilliant, if i do say so myself;p