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Welcome to my blog. I'm Malaysian; born and raised. One fine day, I decided to upload my thoughts onto the world wide web. Who knows, there could be other souls out there who think a little too much and feel a little too deeply, just like me. 

The courage of children

Last Saturday, mum and I attended another Pandu Puteri (Girl Guides) event — this time it was visiting the children's ward at Hospital Sultan Abdul Halim, Sungai Petani. I had to wake up before 6am to get ready for our long journey—the hospital was located 3 hours away by car so much concealer was needed for my under eyes. 

Although I was keen on the hospital visit, at the back of my mind I couldn't help but wonder how I was going to see sick children without crying. I'M the girl who cried so much until she couldn't sleep when her little sister underwent an operation to remove her appendix. 

I genuinely don't like seeing people suffer because for me, it really hurts. What more when it's young kids that are in pain. But still, I didn't want to chicken out from an opportunity to meet an amazing bunch of people so I took a deeeep breath...
I met kids who suffered from a range of illnesses—some were very curable and less serious, whereas some were chronic and left them bedridden. I thought I was going to burst into tears at the sight of sick children but oddly enough my automatic response was to smile

By the Grace of God, these children smiled back and sometimes with an even bigger smile. Whether they had a high fever, a failed kidney, tonsillitis—they put on a smile. So that was how I gathered my strength—from every ounce of courage and positivity that shone from these young patients. 
The cutie in the above pic is Adam. He's a bright and talkative 3-year-old who's been a long-term patient at the hospital due to the condition of his kidneys. He's currently waiting for his health to stabilise before he can undergo an operation. 

He seriously melted my heart—and my mum's too, it seems! He got us at "terima kasih" (thank you) when my mum handed him a goodie bag and a balloon.
Our visit ended with a storytelling session with the kids. As expected, mum had cold feet half way and made me pick up where she left off and she knew I wouldn't want to let the kids down so miraculously, I set my anxieties aside. 
Adam and his signature peace sign.
Most of the pics are by *SNAPSYNDICATE PHOTOGRAPHY*
I think being a drama queen and a big kid really pays off when you've to interact with kids because I managed to get them to engage with me during the storytelling session. Despite what people around me said that day, I'm honestly NOT charismatic, I'm just really good at being a big kid myself. 

Children are blessings; there's no other way to put it. They give us hope and they give the world a chance for a CLEAN slate. Our future is in their hands which is why it's important they're not tainted by the selfish aspirations that many grown ups have.

My visit has actually inspired me to work on a small project... I've consulted my mum on this one and it'd actually make one of my dreams come true if it becomes a reality... stay tuned!

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