Breaking Fast At Orphanage

 

My first visit to similar place was more than 10 years ago. I couldn't hold my tears then. That Saturday, I managed to pretend. I maintained my happy expression. I didn't want them to feel sorry for themselves. Inside, only God knows how sad I was, seeing those kids.

Camera was not allowed, but, I sneaked some shots anyway. opss..!

Many have parents, but they dont. They live among those like them. They grew up surrounded by other who had never felt their parents’ love.

Kota Kinabalu,  is located 2.5hrs  flight away from where I live. I took a morning flight and flew back on the same night. It was tiring of course, somehow,  seeing those little cuties, it worth the time spent.

   

We brought them some goodies.

 

They were entertained by a singer friend of ours.

Communicating through FACEBOOK, A group of us, agreed to the event. We were there to spend our time breaking fast together with those cuties.

  

An ex-schoolmate of mine agreed to provide me with a transport.

Thanks Norman. Thats nice of you.

After the wonderful event we left the place with their love stays in our heart. On the way back to the airport, Norman agreed to bring me to one of my nostalgic place, Tanjung Aru beach. Its been years since my last visit to the place. It has transformed, indeed.

I had my favorite barbequed chicken wings and young coconut. yummyyy……

At the same place, we met up with another old friend of ours. We captured the memory. 

Thanks for coming, Hammie. Such beautiful daughters you have.

10pm arrived too soon. I had to be at the airport. My flight was at 11:20pm. In the flight, I couldn't get my mind off from thinking about those poor kids. I prayed for all of them to earn a better life soon.

I reached home at 2:30am. ZZZzzzzz…………..