You know how I was saying that the hours are better in PR?
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*eats words*
Ok lah, in all fairness, it was an unlikely confluence of factors that made the past week One To remember...
I think I am becoming a borders/book nut. Haven't finish reading the three books I got from the borders warehose sale and I just bought another two books tonight. The joys of payday.
The past week, though siong, has reminded me why I took this job. Because although at times it can be supremely frustrating (how to answer queries when you donch know anything?) it is also intensely rewarding when you know that you've done your little bit to make a difference.
In the past week, we helped to tell stories that wouldn't otherwise be told. We inspired hope and maybe even set some people on their way towards forgiving those in their lives they've determined aren't worth the time.
I was particularly blown away by the 84-year-old volunteer who has been doing what he has for more than 50 years.
50 years! You can go through the Singapore education system 4 times!
He just sat there, happy to be part of the interview yet you get the sense that he would've been equally content if we never asked him a question. He spoke less than 20 sentences throughout the 1.5hr interview - even the brief sentences he uttered were terse and abrupt.
"It gives me great joy," he said, explainnig why he has come faithfully, week after week, for the past 50 odd years.
Perhaps simple words such as "great" and "joy", are adequate adjetives for this man who has clearly led a simple life and has no need for hyperbole.
And now his story will be told - simply. Just the way he likes it.
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