His name is Adeep (English name: Brian). At age 11, he is studying in Class 4.

We did not see Adeep during our first few days at the home. Hence, he was kind of shy when he returned home from his village (according to the staff, the kids go back to their village sometimes during festivals) and saw 3 foreigners hanging out around his room. Therefore, he was quiet and reserved. But after awhile, he began to know us better and was really playful and cheerful. He is also one who will protect the small or weaker, not hesitating to argue with any other kids (not amongst the 20 goodies children of course) who are bullying the younger ones.
One day, Adeep was telling me that he is going to the cobbler that day (in school, or nearby) to repair his school shoes as there was a hole in the sole. He came home from school, delighted, showing me the repaired shoes. The hole was sort of still there, but now he got a paper cardboard to use as a sole pad for “protection”.
I looked at the shoe in much disbelief, but kept it in my mind for days, repeated thinking if I should get him a new pair of school shoes as it might be unfair if I just buy him a new pair of shoes, neglecting the other kids. So towards the end of my trip, I finally had one chance to buy him a pair of shoes. His face lit up with a wide smile when I told him I was getting him a new pair of shoes, after which he mumbled something to the elder boys in Nepali.
The happiness on his face was really beyond words, and unforgettable. I am really glad I bought him a new pair of shoes, one that cost only SGD8, yet could bring so much joy to him.
Adeep in his school and favourite yellow house sports attire.

Adeep’s first taste of Milkshake, along with his tasty Chicken Pizza, unbelievable satisfaction.
On my last day, I wrote a note to each kid, offering some words of encouragement. Particularly for Adeep, I mentioned that he looked fierce when he doesn’t smile.
He read my letter, treasuring it like a piece of gem and was about to place it neatly into his own “cupboard cubicle”, when I stopped him to ask if he understood what I wrote (in English).
He smiled and looked back at me, shaking his head slightly, and say “No” pointing to the word “Fierce” which he couldn’t apprehend. Body language was probably the best explanation I could use to explain this word to him. Hence I frowned my eyebrows and showed him an angry face. Adeep finally understood, then showed an instantaneous facial expression of Enlightenment, accompanied with a priceless smile on his face - one that I couldnt forget.
Adeep with his look-alike friend, Chandra:
On my little black notebook, Adeep wrote these:
"I like to play bicycle. I want to be a doctor. I like to eat a chicken pizza. I read in class Four. My favourite colour is yellow. I like to Nepali movies and I like to Nepali music. I like to visit Pokhara and Singapore. I like to eat pizza and momo."
SINGAPORE – is one of the places he like to visit. I guessed as Singaporean Volunteers, we did bring them Hope and Fantasy about Singapore.
I end my entry about Adeep with “Keep Smiling” Adeep and everyone : )