OWLFC Outreach Project

Ok I know I left halfway, and didn't quite document the whole thing, but I snapped enough images to roughly document the whole event. I attached myself to Joshua's team, so most of the photos you'll be seeing feature either Joshua or Daryl, because that's the entire team. Having done Sharity Gift Box in the past with the BB, this door-to-door giving spree wasn't really all that new of a thing to me. I don't think we succeeded very well as after clearing our planned area, we had only given out about 20-30% of our hampers; problematic. I think everyone did their best though, so kudos for the effort. I picked some images to give a rough idea of what we did, although I must say first that the packs were, umm quite a bit less than the giant sharity gift box ones I used to give out.

Passing out the gift packs in a human chain


En route to the site


Packs at the site. These are bundles of 10 by the way, individually, it's just a 1kg bag of rice and a 5-pack of maggi mee.


Joshua the happy trooper


Quite a number of the houses were empty, which I didn't expect, but it later made sense that people so strapped for cash would be still slaving away on a lazy saturday afternoon. Anyhow, although we didn't give out much, those residents that accepted our gifts did so quite cheerfully and willingly. I avoided photographing the residents out of courtesy for their privacy, which is why you will see none of their faces here. They were mostly suspicious that we were trying to sell things, but once they heard that the goodie bags were free, they quickly brightened up.

SUCCESS! After knocking on countless doors without receiving any response. Happy new year auntie!


Joshua examining the new year decor of a unit while waiting for a response from any would-be occupants.


Me entertaining myself while waiting for business



As I viewed the place though, I couldn't help being reminded of a prison, due to the design of the doors and the sheer feeling of claustrophobia that the drab, cramp corridors gave. Here's roughly what I felt; dark, dank, miserable. It's quite a sad existence that we often overlook. The apartments seemed more like cells than homes.