I was busy yesterday and my Internet connection crashed for almost a whole day. What a time to write a blog post, eh?
Sorry for the opening. I was tired. And still am at the time of writing this.
Anyways, let's get down to business.
Saturday, 19th March 2016. Our last day of CSI. The night before we planned to depart for Rumah Juara at 9:30 in the morning, but because some people obviously don't know how to tell the time, we departed late at 10. What a way to start the day.
Bad starts aside, we arrived at Rumah Juara at around 10:30. When we got there, we happened to pass through a familiar vehicle. A van. White van. With kids. Familiar kids. It was the kids from Rumah Juara. No, they weren't abducted, but some of the caretakers took the kids for a ride to play badminton or something. So when we got to the house, practically only the caretakers were around.
We were supposed to teach the kids a little bit about cooking. We thought maybe we could prepare some of our cooking ingredients, and cook with the kids after they come back. But nope, that didn't happen. One of the caretakers told us they will be back at about 11, and by that time another group of people will also come to do service. So she told us to go ahead and use the kitchen to cook. So we did. We cooked fried rice and tom yam.
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| Those are some big wok stoves down there. |
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| We didn't take a picture of the tom yam, so here have just one picture of the fried rice. |
The clock almost stroke 11. The kids should be back in a few minutes. And they did. Along with a bunch of people. And by a bunch, I mean like A BUNCH. Like a battalion of people wearing some uniform polo shirt. They all went inside the house, cramping the space so much that you can barely move without touching somebody else. On their shirts were written the logo,
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| This group. Whatever or whoever they are. I'm not Malaysian, I don't know them. |
I don't know what's the occasion, but about 20+ people just showed up and took over our plans for the day. So basically our plans were foiled.
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| Our favorite child is here! |
Anyways, moving on; the chief caretaker spoke to us. She said that she appreciates our work, but our cooking will not be sufficient because of the sudden increase of people in the house. What? Which people? The OTS Group people. Who played with the kids while we waited for them to finish because the caretaker told us that they will start lunch after the OTS Group people are done with their activities, which was supposed to be around 1 PM.
So we waited. And waited we did.
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| And took a group picture at a nearby playlot we also did. |
It was 1 PM. And they are STILL not done with their activities. We had grown anxious by that time, because we were hungry worried that our food will get cold by the time they are done. Eventually the chief caretaker told us that someone from the OTS Group will order KFC because our food are nood enough to feed 40+ people.
"Well, now that sucks.", I said to myself. We waited for hours on end only to be told that we went there that day for nothing.
As if to give us a farewell thanks, the chief caretaker called out all the kids for a little while. And so, that was how this picture was taken.
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| Our final picture at Rumah Juara |
Yes, I know. I, too, notice the relatively negative note in this post.
It's not that I don't like Rumah Juara and the kids. I really enjoyed my time there. I just didn't like our plans being compromised at the very last minute and that changed everything we had prepared beforehand. But anyways, I left Rumah Juara with a somewhat calm feeling.
I, for one, know that at least Someone will look out after them. They are in good hands.
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