The flag day was an unforgettable experience
Tiny beads of sweat tickling down my body
It was so warm
cx and I have been to 5 markets on foot and one by bus
It was like a marathon? or amazing race?
my uniform was soaked with sweat
my legs were ached so were cx's
but none of these seemed matter
we continued walking and asked for donation
I have been rejected countless time at first
the elderly is the one who I didn't want to ask for donation,it's not good to ask from them.
cx said that we were the ghosts!!that everyone was walking as far as possible from us
I was laughing at the word 'ghost' but it does make sense
we took turns to ask or sometimes we walked separately and met at the rendezvous
when we happened to walked together and we saw a person who might want to donate was about to cross the opp street and we were about at the opp steet's traffic lights,we were stroll back,re-walked and walked slowly so that by the time she came,and we would like accidentally bumped into her.cx taught me to do that.
It's extremely hard to obtain a $2 and when I got it,I was so moved that I stood still take a careful look at it.cx was thinking that I was kind of dumb.
the $2 at that time was like some sort of precious thing
perhaps it's precious for the needy too!
though I don't like to ask money esp from strangers but this activity was a meaningful one
through out the whole activity,I think it's determination that drives us to continue walk and ask for donation:)
