There were more kids at the place I visited yesterday night. 3, to be exact, and 1 baby in the buai.

The good news is, I was both amazed & amused! The kids, though living in poverty, came up automatically to me to salam unlike many other kids in that situation, who probably would've starede & gawked at a strange person coming to their house late at night.

Good kids. I hope that was genuine, and I really hope I won't see you in some place bad a few years down the road. Poverty can seep through the generations, while its sufferers lay helpless. We'll try whatever we can, and though I was initially quite irritated at the thought of having to make the visit at night, I was glad I went. It sorta renewed the spark that I lose once in a while.

It's Friday & I'm in high spirits! I know I have to work tomorrow but that's one of the duties I'll call crapwork. But it's in a place I like though, so after that, maybe can go shopping! OK, maybe just lots of window shopping & very little real shopping.