Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Monday the 28th: Little India II

On Monday evening, a sizable group of us headed back to Little India for dinner and exploring. Our graduate assistant, Matt, somehow scored a date with one of the flight attendants on Singapore Airlines and she invited him to dinner and to show us around the area.

We ate at a somewhat ritzy restaurant called the Banana Leaf Apollo. The food is served and eaten off of banana leaves, which is pretty neat. The food was really delicious, but it was also quite spicy. It set a fire in my throat that I could not put out, not with the rice or the drinks or the naan. But, it was delicious nonetheless! Especially the rice...I could eat that rice all day long every day of the rest of my life. It was fantastic.

^^ Fish head curry. It actually wasn't bad. It didn't particularly wow me, either. It was just okay.
^^ Yum. The yellow rice is the special rice. I love it so much.
After dinner, the girl took us around to two Hindu temples in the area. It was nice of her, especially because most of us would have felt uncomfortable going inside them alone.

The first temple
I'm not really sure why these cows were in this field...
The second temple

OOPS: Retroactive Blog - Tuesday, June 22nd

In my blog about Tuesday the 22nd, I forgot to mention that our teacher for the Singapore history section (Dr. Quek) reserved a theatrette in the library and showed an optional Singaporean film for us. It was called, "I No Stupid," and it was a completely ludicrous, corny, over-the-top comedy/social commentary. The plot was not that important - the humor came from the awful acting, the absurd filming techniques, and the awful soundtrack. It was a really fun time, though, and we all laughed a lot and appreciated her showing it for us.

That's it. I just remembered it, and thought it was worth retroactively blogging about.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Sunday, the 27th: Jamiyah Children's Home

On Sunday, we did the second half of our service requirement with the Jamiyah Children's Home. On Saturday, we had split the group in two and half of us had gone to the home for the aged while the other half went to a home for the terminally ill. On Sunday, we got to all go together.

First, here are some pictures from the bus ride to the home!
The Singapore Flyer, one of the largest ferris wheels in the world. Hopefully we'll get to ride before we leave...
Business district from across the water.
Some pictures of the harbour.

I wasn't sure what to expect, because I've never really been that good with children. I figured, though, that since everyone else was really pumped, their enthusiasm could make up for my lack thereof.

But, boy, was I in for a surprise! There were kids of all ages, from 4 to 17, who were, I believe, exclusively Malay. The young kids were so cute and sweet, and this one 10 year old boy took a liking to me and followed me around all day. His name was Haikel Imran (I had to get him to spell it, because I couldn't tell what he was saying), and he made me play checkers with him and sit with him at meals. He was too adorable, and I was really surprised at how easily I interacted with him and the other kids. Everyone afterwards kept saying, "Clark, it was so cute watching you with them! You were so good! They loved you!"

We played group games for the first part of the morning, and then after lunch we split up into groups to prepare for a "talent show." This consisted of the kids from the home teaching UNC students to do "traditional" Malay things, mostly dances and something called the "percussion of joy." The coolest part of the whole day, though, was what Asia (the girl at the end of the table in the picture above, and at the piano with me in the picture below) and I got to do.

There was a brother and sister (Jawuldi and Nadia) who played piano, and the director found out that Asia and I also played, so we collaborated for the talent show. It was awesome - Nadia was really good, and entirely self-taught. The only way we could think to fit all of us into the act was for me and Nadia to play piano while Asia sang. The only song Nadia knew with words was "Apologize" by One Republic. So she taught it to us, and we did it.

It was a ton of fun, and Asia's a great singer, so I think it went really well. I think everyone really enjoyed it, and it was awesome to be able to actually share our talents with the kids. What a great experience!

After volunteering was over, several people went to Dr. Leve's apartment to swim, but I was sick and exhausted, so I went home and passed out. It was a very emotionally draining week, even if it wasn't that physically tiring. We felt like we never REALLY recovered from Malaysia before we were thrown back into class and having tons of events planned for us. This week also took us close to the midway point of the trip, and that engendered a lot of kind of weird feelings for everyone. But, hey, we all came out on the other side alive, and, looking back, it was still a pretty great week!

Saturday the 26th: Jamiyah Home for the Aged, A Magical Night

As part of our program, we were set up with a Muslim organization called Jamiyah that runs various homes for disadvantaged peoples. We were at the home for the aged (see above picture), but they also run a home for the terminally ill and a children's home. It's an interesting setup, because the organization is run by volunteers and workers, but the money comes from the government. As I mentioned briefly in my HDB post, Singapore is able to run and fund organizations like this largely because of its size. Having seen the good the homes do, I think being able to provide these services is a pretty big plus of having such a tiny nation. Granted, the living conditions were less than "ideal," but all of the people in the home were those who would otherwise have been living on the streets. They were aged gangsters and business failures, without families or separated from their families, most of them not in their right minds.

It was an interesting experience. I can't say I enjoyed it or that I feel I gained a lot from it, though. The director didn't really have anything planned for us to do, so we felt superfluous most of the time. We served the old folks lunch and tea, and then spent the rest of the time talking to them. There was one old man who was an expert at Scrabble, so a group of us played with him for most of the afternoon. Some of us also had conversations with some of the old men and women.

After the volunteering was over, a group of us rode the MRT into the city centre to eat at the oldest hawker centre in town and to watch the sun set over the river. This was the same area (with the Esplanade and the Merlion and the Marina Bay Sands) that we visited Thursday night after the Thai restaurant.

We got off the MRT near the Esplanade Theatre, and took some pictures in front of that, as well as on the walk along the river to the hawker centre.

^^ The Esplanade, shaped like a durian.
^^ The business district.
^^ The Marina Bay Sands. The sun was REALLY bright...thus the closed eyes! Haha
^^ A random, beautiful sculpture in the middle of the business district.
At the hawker centre (see above picture), I went to a chicken rice stall to get my usual chicken rice dinner. I was behind this other tall Caucasian guy, and we happened to order the exact same thing. He asked me where I was from, and then we started talking and I invited him to eat with our group. His name is Tennyson Jaensch (pronounced "yench") and he is Australian. He's the same age as us (19) but he's going to be starting university this year because he took a year off after high school to work at a Christian camp in Maryland. After the Christian camp, he went to work at a partner camp in the Philippines, and had been running around Southeast Asia on his own for the past month. Singapore was his last stop before returning home, and he was actually flying back to Australia later Saturday night! He's the one next to me in the gray/yellow shirt below.

It was an awesome random encounter, and it was just a shame that he was heading back so soon. This was the first surprising, fantastic thing that happened to us this night.

Half of us ran out of the hawker centre around 7 to watch the sunset over the river. This was the second fantastic thing that happened. Even though the sun seemed to be setting on the opposite side of the island, the sky was gorgeous and you could see the reflection of the sunset in the Marina Bay Sands' three skyscrapers, which was pretty neat!

As the sun sank, we watched the lights come on in the city, and took pictures with the Merlion (I'm pretty sure we were trying to look like lions in the bottom one...haha).
As the lights came on, the moon came up. But it looked funny, and Kelsey (the girl in the yellow shirt) kept saying, "Hey, guys, does the moon look weird to you?" It did look weird - it was like you could see the outline of the un-illuminated part, even though it wasn't illuminated, and as it rose in the sky, it seemed to be growing in size! It wasn't until the next day when we found an article online that we realized we had witnessed a partial lunar eclipse! This was the third surprising, fantastic thing that happened. You can kind of see the moon in between two of the towers below.

The next awesome thing that happened was that fireworks started going off in the distance. They didn't last very long, and they were kind of far away, but they were still pretty awesome, and added to the unexpected, whimsical feeling of the evening. After the fireworks, we noticed a lot of people gathered by the road, and went to see what was happening. There was a line of army men and women marching in the street as though in a parade. We think they were practicing for National Day (like July 4th, but in August for Singapore), but we're not sure.

After watching the unexpected march (fifth awesome thing that happened), we meandered down to the Esplanade park, a sort of amphitheater extending off the durian towards the riverfront. There was some sort of singing contest, like Singapore Idol or something, going on. We listened for a little bit, and even though I didn't personally think this was that cool, I'll call it the sixth awesome thing that happened.

The final thing that happened was the boat festival. We deduced that the fireworks had been set off as part of the boat festival, and were debating whether or not to head over to Clarke Quay to try and catch some of the festivities. We were getting ready to wander over when four or five boats came gliding down the river. It was beautiful and whimsical, like everything else that happened that night, and we didn't even have to move an inch!
And thus ended a fantastic, unexpected night!