Recently during my Global Food
Systems class, my entire class was reading a book all about world food
shortages and hunger. In the very first
chapter, the author talked about his trip to Columbia. During his trip, he was trying to help the
people there become more sustainable so they could better feed their families
as well as have a surplus to send to market.
One of the people who wanted his help the most was a man named
Julio. He worked with Julio and his
wife, Imelda, to make their land more profitable. His help made the family prosper and in turn,
gave him the opportunity to buy two piglets to raise and sell or eat. When the author returned a few months later,
one pig was already sold, and he asked what Julio would do with the other. Julio told him about a widowed neighbor woman
who had two children, one of which was sick.
He was selling raffle tickets for the pig in order to raise as much
money as he could in order to get the woman’s garden started and fix a
leaky roof. While I was reading all of
this, it made me think about the sacrifice Julio was making. He could have sold or ate the pig, and it
would have made a difference because even though he was doing a lot better, he
and his family were still well below the poverty line. I wondered if I could have made the same
sacrifice if I were in his shoes.
After our
class discussion about that story and topic, I thought about my time in South
Africa only a few weeks ago. I thought
about two young boys that were in a very poor part of the town of Soweto named
Kliptown. When we arrived, we saw how little these people had. We got the
chance to play with the children there for a while, and I played football with
the two boys. To be honest, the reason I
was teaching them football and not playing soccer was because I fell twice when
trying to play soccer. Nevertheless, we were
playing football with a ball the FFA had brought, but our time in Kliptown
ended faster than any of us wanted. I
hugged the boys and as I was walking away, they ran after me, giving me the
ball back. They could have easily taken
it without any trouble. I was amazed by
what the boys had done, but the ball was supposed to be given to them. When I told them it was theirs, their faces
lit up with joy, they hugged me, and they proceeded to play the game I had just
taught them. They had shown almost the
same giving desire as Julio but in a different way.
They wanted to give whatever they could to their neighbors and even the
people they just met. In this case, what
they gave me was a combination of happiness and pride in the youth of the world.
One final
story I think you should look at is this video.
I think there is no need for any description. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AUBTAdI7zuY
All three
of these stories involved people with little or no money. However, these people didn’t let
circumstances dictate who they were and the person they wanted to be. Each one showed true compassion toward other
people through giving. I even question
myself if I would do the same in their shoes.
Would you do the same? If a
camera followed you around, would people be moved by your actions?
Stationed by the door,
Dalton