Anonymous wrote:It wasn’t a conversation but an interaction. I was 17, a senior in high school and in Cairo, Egypt for Spring Break with my family. As we were walking out of the hotel one morning, a little girl, maybe 6 years old, wearing an often worn party dress, walked up to my little sister and very gently gestured for the can of coke my sister was drinking. Her eyes lit up as my sister handed it to her.
Cairo was my first trip to a third world country and opened my eyes to the US’s and my extreme privilege. The joy that young girl displayed to receive a half drunk can of coke changed my perspective profoundly. We all have our crosses to bear, but they aren’t really very heavy.
Anonymous wrote:It wasn’t a conversation but an interaction. I was 17, a senior in high school and in Cairo, Egypt for Spring Break with my family. As we were walking out of the hotel one morning, a little girl, maybe 6 years old, wearing an often worn party dress, walked up to my little sister and very gently gestured for the can of coke my sister was drinking. Her eyes lit up as my sister handed it to her.
Cairo was my first trip to a third world country and opened my eyes to the US’s and my extreme privilege. The joy that young girl displayed to receive a half drunk can of coke changed my perspective profoundly. We all have our crosses to bear, but they aren’t really very heavy.
Anonymous wrote:I was 23 in a mall in S. Florida, and a young boy approached me, dragging an even younger boy with him. He asked me if I could buy them something to eat. I was so shocked that a child asked, that I handled it terribly and said no. That was 22 years ago.
Anonymous wrote:I was 23 in a mall in S. Florida, and a young boy approached me, dragging an even younger boy with him. He asked me if I could buy them something to eat. I was so shocked that a child asked, that I handled it terribly and said no. That was 22 years ago.
Anonymous wrote:OP why start your thread with something vague instead of actually writing out the random conversation you had?