MY relatives were directly hit by the recent floods phenomenon in Kota Tinggi, Johor. They were thankful that they received a bun each for dinner, but for breakfast the next day, a plate of plain fried rice was given to feed a family of five or six. At 2pm that same day, there was no sign of lunch. Frantic parents were told that there wasere food at a hall a few kilometres away, being prepared in abundance there in preparation for the visiting dignitaries.http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/nst/Wednesday/Letters/20070110091728/Article/index_html
After reading this, Lulu thinks that unless the politikus are there to really turun padang, get their hands dirty and eat after all the others have eaten, forget it. Don't go there and disrupt everything just for some cheap publicity shots. Maybe monitoring from afar ain't that bad after all....
This picture was from the frontpage of the NST.
Sober isn't it, the thought of having to abandon your home, to be re-placed into a new place which you have no control over and waiting for the food truck to come, not knowing if there is enough food for your children's stomach.
It's easy to appear magnanimous when there is enough, but what happens when there is not enough?
Would you push your way to the front?
How much more of this can you endure?
What can we do to help them not to reach this breaking point?