A sudden thought struck me. The importance of human touch. A simple squeeze of the hand can be extremely therapeutic. A hug could spread enough warmth to melt glaciers.
DMD children can feel. They have their sense of touch. They may not have the strength to lift their hand to hold yours. Something as simple as turning their heads to look at you in the eye and to smile at you could take the biggest effort. But they can feel. I am filled with a sudden pang of regret for not having thought about this earlier. Had I thought about it, I would make sure that I held their hands as I spoke to them and I hugged them all when we bid farewell at the end of the camp.
These people have made a difference to my life. Through them, I see myself. The friendship we have built over the past years is so precious to me. We may not have the time to sit and chat in depth during the camps and we may only see each other at most twice a year, but spending a weekend together laughing, playing games and having fun is beyond special to me.
Quote ShinMing's father, "Every year he looks forward to the camp..."
Happy Friends' Club is not volunteer work to me. It is exactly what it is -- Happy Friend's Club. Where friends gather twice a year for a weekend of interaction and smiles. It's a part of my life. It's a duty I take on religiously to organize the camps with Ian. Because I want to see my friends.
We end each camp on a high note. Hip Hip Hooray! We see them off in their buses, telling them to take care, sleep well tonight, study hard, don't be naughty, don't forget me, see you next time, promise you must come again. There's always something at the back of my mind when I see the buses driving off and as I wave goodbye to them. " I want to see you again in the next camp. I really do."
I am looking forward to the next camp. Told Ian that we should make it a real outdoor one. There's a certain beauty in camping in the open, sleeping with mosquitoes, suffering poor toilet facilities, going back to nature....
My special friends. Angels who have touched my life. See you again in the next camp....
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