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Sad to see boy sleeping on the ground, Singapore | Journal entry by Elijah Wee (a viewpoint)

When I read about the following STOMP article "Sad to see boy sleeping on the ground" in July 2012, I was nearly choked by my emotions when I read this moving article. 


This poor boy, shown in the photo sleeping, is growing up without his parents by his side to guide him in life.  Although he currently has his grandmother to look after him, she has grown blind recently and lacked the financial resources to care for both of them.  One day he will be all alone to fend for himself unless a Samaritan or an orphanage offers to bring him up.  Sadness wells up from deep within me when the above thoughts crossed my mind.

I applaud the writer of this article in Stomp, who helped to highlight the story of this young unfortunate child, as a plea for the Government and public to help.

After reading this story, I start to appreciate my parents and grandmother ever so much more.  They actually mean well when they reprimand me for not focusing on my work as they hope to see me able to get good grade, a job and so be able to fend for myself in the future, when they are no longer around with me.


Have you encountered any similar heart-aching stories in Singapore?

Tata and c u later!
Elijah Wee

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