Eveclair .Later that week, the clothing would be sent over by air to several parts of the Philippines. We assembled at the Catholic Archdiocesan Youth Centre and were greeted warmly by a volunteer, primarily aunties. You would have understood what she meant if you saw the mountains of clothes and random items. They went good good good, more help.
We spent a couple of hours folding and sorting through mountains of clothes; during the process, we separated the worn-out, badly stained and torn clothing. I thought to myself, when you are clearing out your closet and setting things you would like to donate, please spare a thought for the recipient receiving the handout. Would you give this to a close friend? The poor should be treated with dignity; please ensure that items you give up for donation are still in good condition and wearable. There were tons more women’s clothing than guys; hee hee goes to show which gender is more generous or shops more often?
It was a fulfilling afternoon; we were told the task was record time. Without the additional help, they would have taken hours more to complete packing the clothes to be sent to the Philippines and selling the unwanted valuable items to the rag and bones man. Given the opportunity, I wouldn’t mind lending a helping hand again.
