I was reading a true story book of modern day slavery for a few days. Some women/children struggle living in the third world country fighting for a better life for their family but was later enslaved in the new working environment abroad. It makes me realize how fortunate I am. We are fortunate enough to have full meal everyday with foods we love, shelter, transport, work & etc. Shall we still ask for more?
I took a walk along the street observing people surrounding me with the intention to look for someone who maybe in a bad/worse working environment but..........That's a great experience though to experience something new to be treated like a tourist from Japan. ;)
I love the feeling of their friendliness telling me: "kawaii" in hope that I could help them buying something. I love even more when the hawker & the biker in the back street became so good in manner and say hi with a smile. The hawker's wife got mad though asking her husband to prepare & open their stall for business. "What are you still looking at? Back to your work!" I laughed secretly as I was passing by. It was a dramatic joke of the day for me like drama from HK. There isn't many friendly people on the street. I remember I was scolded by blocking a watch seller's road without noticing his existence during school days. I wonder tourists must have some privilege status over them, their butter & bread. Opps, I shall say their abalone & sharkfin.
Nevertheless, I hate the feeling when the price they offered me for a magnifier glass with a stand was skyhigh. It dropped to RM25 immediately after he realize that I am actually a Malaysian. They must have been earning a lot these days ya.
Perhaps, it was all my little big camera's fault hanging around my neck. Who would have such interest in capturing photo in KL area? tourist, perhaps? Nice experience!
I took a walk along the street observing people surrounding me with the intention to look for someone who maybe in a bad/worse working environment but..........That's a great experience though to experience something new to be treated like a tourist from Japan. ;)
I love the feeling of their friendliness telling me: "kawaii" in hope that I could help them buying something. I love even more when the hawker & the biker in the back street became so good in manner and say hi with a smile. The hawker's wife got mad though asking her husband to prepare & open their stall for business. "What are you still looking at? Back to your work!" I laughed secretly as I was passing by. It was a dramatic joke of the day for me like drama from HK. There isn't many friendly people on the street. I remember I was scolded by blocking a watch seller's road without noticing his existence during school days. I wonder tourists must have some privilege status over them, their butter & bread. Opps, I shall say their abalone & sharkfin.
Nevertheless, I hate the feeling when the price they offered me for a magnifier glass with a stand was skyhigh. It dropped to RM25 immediately after he realize that I am actually a Malaysian. They must have been earning a lot these days ya.
Perhaps, it was all my little big camera's fault hanging around my neck. Who would have such interest in capturing photo in KL area? tourist, perhaps? Nice experience!
