I was out practically the whole day today doing voluntary work. I helped out as an usher for I Theatre which is a charitable organisation. I was helping out for this theatrical act for ACE Festival since they are performing shows for kids. So the event was held in a freaking attas building near Newton MRT station. And trust me, I've not seen so many Caucasians in the same building in Singapore before! I bet most of them are French since that building is a French building and looks kind of artistic. Those parents looked extremely affluent and they sure know how to carry themselves well. From head to toe, whatever they've don is nothing but branded goods. Though I'm not sure what brands they were wearing, their clothes certainly looked expensive. They could easily be walking advertisements for those brands. With clothes people covet, money people desire, plus an air of classiness around them, it's difficult for some not to be snobbish at all.

So, I ushered, helped out to tear Sistic tickets, did some admin work and blah blah blah. It was an absolutely exhausting job! Man, I tired myself out for free labour. This is voluntary work for you. Of course, in this case, volunteers have to take sense of satisfaction as something more desirable than monetary satisfaction. But it's an experience NOT TO BE MISSED. Lol.

Ok, the show was called The Gruffalo. Apparently, I've not heard of this story until I volunteered in this activity. And to those children, if you do not know the Gruffalo, you are not in at. NOT IN AT ALL. I watched this show thrice today and I can practically act it out already. Hahax! And I volunteered to help out in this activity again which means I have to watch it for another 3 more times?!

Ushering people to seats does not pose much problems but problems arise when they do not want to sit in those seats allocated to them. And this is really exhausting. So I noticed that kids today are way more hip than those in the past. I recalled those days when I was just their age. I don't remember myself going for such theartre acts. Neither do I wear uniforms so 'hippishly'. Times have indeed changed.