Today, as I write this, I am broke; I only have 10
pennies on me, 2 I took from my school's bookstore to equal 10, so that I could buy a cup, to drink water in. When I got to the Cafe, I took two saltine crackers from near the soups that are being sold for $2.15. I can't afford anything; my account balance is in the negative. When I ate the first cracker, I felt like one of those impoverish child you see on Television with big bellies and flies near their eyes. I was starving. All day before that cracker I had a dry throat, I kept coughing because my though was so dry. Now you're probably thinking, "drink some fountain water, if you're really thirsty," well I would if the fountain water wasn't so nasty. SO nasty that green moss was growing around the hole part water spills from. The water is warm and taste like rain water-what! Yeah so, I was thirsty. My chest started to ach from being so dehydrated. I felt woozy and dreadful. The morning before eating that cracker, I took two Bananas from my house, before leaving quickly to catch the bus and that was it. I ate the first Banana while walking to the bus stop around 8:35 am. I ate the second Banana around Noon, and that was it. Until 4 P.M, I starved. Then I went to the Cafe-and so on. Back to my tongue encounter with that salty cracker, it was amazing, which is pretty low, considering I would never think of eating those saltine crackers, unless I was eating it with soup. I ate those crackers like they were Gourmet Pasta, Boil to perfection, little salt and Tomato sauce, with melted pepper jack cheese. Now if you've never eaten that then imagine eating the best slice of pizza or taco you've ever eaten, for the first time-mind blowing. It hit me, I was starving, and it was sad. I shamefully took my cup of water with ice and when to check-out. The girl already knew I was getting water; it's what I always get, because I'm broke and it's cheap. A few hours later and I am writing about how broke and hungry I am. Right now, my stomach is folding in itself and I feel empty. I feel poor, even though I am not poor. This all started because I decided to buy tons of things I wasn't ready to sell and left my job to focus on my studies. The money eventually had to end, and it's only been two months. Yesterday, which was Tuesday, my Manger from my job called me to tell me I was hired and I would be starting on Monday. Then, my other manger from the store I applied at called me for an interview. I told her I was not prepared and I had to reschedule it. But till I start working again, I will have to bring lunch from home. Why did I tell this story, because, I can bring lunch from home to eat, but what about the person who can't, because they don't have a choice. How about that person, who is starving and has been starving, knows it's hard to get money, but easy to spent it, till you feel like a poor person and everybody else has a good life. Think about it when you see a homeless person; think about it, when someone asks you for money to buy something to eat, and you have to think about it twice, because you don't know their motives. Well, regardless of what their motive is, the truth is, it hard to public ask people for money-you have to reach a point before it become easy, and if it is that easy for that individual, then imagine what they had to go through to get there. Even if you don't believe that there is a God, believe that you have faith in doing the right thing, believe that the faith that government you to know right from wrong and not commit crimes, is the same faith those who believe in God, govern themselves by. In this world, you are the god, and as such, think about how you would judge yourself and how you would want people to judge you.
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