on my way back home at hougang interchange after a slack but tiring day, a young malay woman in her early 20s approached me. she was carring a sling back with her. but i knew what she want from me. so i stopped and listen to what she has to say..
"sorry sir, would you be able to answer me 3 simple questions? there's no reason why i should say no. so, i nodded my head and she asked, would you be able to survive on 10bucks for a month? okay. the answer was obvious. did you know that there are actually children surviving on only one meal and 33cents a day? i gave her a o-k-a-y.. face.
how would you feel if you see those children suffering while you are having an allowance of 50bucks a day? i was thinking, do you even know wth ure talking about? 50bucks a day is like 1500 a month. you think my dad prints money? wouldn't you want to help these children by just donating? how much would you be able to fork out to help these children? 10bucks? i hesitated for quite awhile and said, 2bucks. she wasn't exactly happy cause thats the minimum amount for the donation receipts. i took the receipt and didnt even bother to look at it and put it in my pocket.
so, why do you think i hesitated? i thought that even a big, well known organization like the NKF, doing charity programs, shows, every year, can be corrupted, why not an unknown organization like hers? its not about the money (if ive got enough cash, that is), its whether the money being donated is being put to good use. that aside, i thought about the presentation that i am going to present tmr, which the solution for world refugees would be YOU! (everyone). i think everyone has a part to play in helping these people, but, at that moment, it was only 2bucks that i am willing to give..
