The only auspicious thing about The Agathians Shelter is the road on which it is situated. Jalan 8/8. In Chinese, a very auspicious number indeed. There is nothing auspicious about this Shelter though. The broken sign hanging on the front gate tells the story of everything inside. Broken tiles, broken equipment, broken lives, broken hearts and broken dreams.
This is a Shelter where 30 abandoned, orphaned, neglected and under privileged boys aged 3 – 15 , mainly of Indian/Malaysian descent eat, sleep and live. The founder of the home, Siva, a delightful young man with a huge heart tries his best with the limited funds the shelter has. He and the other board members regularly delve into their own pockets to make ends meet. The regular donations of kitchen and toilet staples that ibu members donate go a long way, but with 30 boys and counting, its’ never enough.
Personally I was shocked that the home was not a bungalow or corner lot as many of these homes/refuges/shelters normally are. It is a tiny intermediate single story house. The mere sight of the house was sufficient to bring tears to ones eyes.
There were lines and lines of laundry hung up to dry, washed by one very hardworking washing machine. A brand new donated box freezer took pride of place outside in the front porch as a volunteer helped rig the electricity cables. Not a single toy in the home is what struck me the most. The kitchen is packed to the hilt. There is only ONE shower. And two bedrooms.
A few boys mingled around the house aimlessly, looking lethargic and upon further enquiry, the others we were told, could be found behind the house playing in the playground.
We took a stroll to the back where we found a group of young volunteers from AISEC playing games with the boys to improve their English skills. They come to visit the boys every two weeks and spend quality time with them.
(see www.aisec.org/malaysia/um for more info on these wonderful young people )
The kids gravitated back to the Shelter closer to lunch time and some mingled amongst us. Some were happy to see visitors, esp Jason and Brenda Boehm who brought newspaper articles of interest, and colouring sheets and crayons. One of the boys insisted I look at his prized possessions in a locker. It was so sad. There was only a bottle of powder and a few other articles. He made me take a photo of it, and promise I’d bring him a copy of it.
Soon, all the boys were asking for their photos to be taken! It seemed to make them really happy. They put on their best smiles, and asked to look at the picture in the viewfinder after. The whole time there, I had to control myself to not cry.
Lunch disappeared as fast as it was put out, the kids digging into the ‘pot luck’ that all of us brought. There was fried rice, fried beehoon, KFC and spring rolls. Dessert was cookies, oranges, cake and ice cream. Due to the lack of space in the shelter, the boys took their food into their rooms and ate on the floor.
Our visit was over pretty much after lunch was over, as the boys settled into the remainder of their colouring and playing caroms in one of the two bedrooms.
It didn’t feel like we were being asked to leave, it just felt like the kids knew that we would all soon leave to go back to our privileged lives, and they would return to theirs. A sad sense of quiet kind of overcame the home, so we excused ourselves and started to leave.
I promised I’d be back with the photos, and I will. The visit has left me with a renewed sense of gratitude for all I have in my life, and how lucky my daughter is, to never want for anything. When she is older, and old enough to understand, she will visit this Shelter and others like it. Just so she knows just how lucky she is!
The Agathians Shelter is ALWAYS in need. If you can spare anything, from one ringgit, to one bag of rice or more, it will help tremendously. ibu has a list of all the staples required. If you’d like to contribute from that list, or anything else, we can make it easier for you. Drop it off at ibu or call and someone can always come and collect it from you and deliver it to the home.
If you’d like to visit the home yourself, the address is : No.17, Jalan Tengas 8/8, Section 8, PJ 46050. Contact SIVA beforehand at 0122968014
Written by Karen Loong-Thomas ( Activities Coordinator )
