Yesterday night was one of those yam cha sessions with my friends in McD.
Yet I am not going to talk about the session I had, it was something else, something that caught my eye, my attention.
This lady in her 50’s or 60’s, skinny, grey-white hair, dress in worn out clothes, do not have the ability to speak nor talk; in McD
Through my observation she was a regular, she knows the staff there well enough, gesturing to them, playing around with some of them, some ignore her and one particular staff just gave her the why are you here look.
After she wipes off the water she splash on her own face with napkins, she retreated to one of those cubical seats in McD.
That lady was one of millions of homeless people, looking for a shelter to have a safe place for a little shut eyes time at night. She was lucky that the management of McD just ignore her.
Yet what about the others, those still out there?
Thursday, March 13, 2008
She, A Regular
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yes millions like her out there.
we dont know their story or where they come from.
be careful where you put your sympathy on though.
yea, thats true...
sometimes people just get struck with the most common thing they always see.
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