Many of us are so caught up with our goals,
aspirations and our daily routines that we often look past and brush off little
things that truly matter. We are so busy
doing “important” things, we fail to see the beauty of small moments, and one
day we will regret it, because we will look back and realise that those small
moments had big impacts. We will realise that those brief moments of sharing
laughter with someone else and long conversations about everything and nothing
were very special.
“We remember moments, not days.”
The 16 days in Bario with Project WHEE! consisted
of many of these special moments. This experience was about sitting at the
veranda in the morning, listening to Kelabit radio while watching the mist
slowly slip away. It was about teaching Jenny (Aunty Catherine- ‘e e’'s daughter)
how to do her homework and her insisting on holding my hand while she walked.
It was about cooking with ‘e e’ and witnessing her joy when she gets an English
sentence right. It was about walking into someone in the toilet and then waking
the longhouse up with laughter, and it was about sharing jokes and stories with
the people I love very much.
The view from the homestay veranda in the morning. |
In many ways, Bario made me realise that
all these small moments are the very foundation of the relationships that we
build. I will always cherish the random conversations I have with my batch
mates, especially during debriefing sessions (where we were to reflect on our
day, how we felt, etc) at night and at the ‘tetel’ (fireplace) while roasting
(read: burning) marshmallows.
Many of us dream of going to beautiful
places- Rome, Alaska, Peru, Japan. Bario is definitely beautiful, and this
experience would not have been perfect if I did not share it with many other
people whom I hold dear to my heart. In many cases, I feel that the place is
only as good as the people you share it with, and sometimes, wherever you
are, it doesn’t matter as long as you are with people who do.
Even though I only spent a total of about 10 days with ‘e e’, I couldn’t help but feel like I have known her for much longer. In that short span of time, we have managed to bond by weaving, and through conversations about our families and food. It’s been almost three months since I’ve been back, but I will never forget the feeling when ‘e e’ called me ‘anak’ (son/daughter in Malay), and when she and amam(her husband) put on bracelets that I weaved. It may have been a very simple gesture, but those moments are very, very special to me.
Some of the people who made this experience a great one. Here's to the inside jokes and friendship we share. #doublechocolatechipsmore #diamondcutters |
Rachel Khoo
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