Life for the Abused and the Underprivileged

Being reminded of brushing your teeth wasn’t a practice since you didn’t own a tooth brush or visit with the dentist. Your breath wasn’t the only thing smelling like a barn yard.

Now it is finally the end of another school day only to go home to the usual of lots of chores. No work no food or any sort as they say. When food was served there was no complaints no matter what it was, six kids it went quite rapidly. Then the dishes, for some reason you were the only one forced to do them. Stomach still growling, doing dishes wasn’t so bad, since possibly there would be a crumb left over to uncover.

When all the chores would be done, especially to your parents liking, then maybe a shower could be earned. Facing the kids tomorrow smelling the same just didn’t seem to be inviting. Try as you might, a shower yes but again without soap. Took too long sweeping the floor, no towel for the shower either.

Having friends over for dinner, the idea seems great because you want to have friends, but the reality is that if your friends comes over, they will not only see what you live like, but also they would be eating what ever was planned for you, providing your parents visited the food shelf and there was a dinner.

However tonight is your lucky night, you get the bed. Hopefully your brother didn’t drink too much last night before going to bed. “Sheets on the bed, what is that?” Your sister was sent home last week for lice. The mere idea of creeping crawlies on the bed ran a shiver down your spine, but you were so tired, still wet from the shower, you had your torn blanket with you wearing your unwashed underclothing you fell into a slumber on a sheet less stained mattress that sat on the floor. But tonight it felt like you were in heaven.

Many of you are saying to yourself, I know there are poor people out there but there is so much help for them out there. If there really is that much help, why is it then that these children that live those kinds of homes still appear in our society? For most of them, school provides them with the necessities that most of our children take for granted. But what happens in the summer time?

Going to McDonald’s or a restaurant is only a dream and in some cases these children tend to hang around these places for a hand out. You would think that they would be too embarrassed to do that but real life sacrifices need to take place even if it includes stealing it or begging and in some cases dumpster diving. For some begging becomes a natural way to live.

For the country of plenty we too have starving people who live in poverty, grief stricken homes. Children not having their basic needs met, some abused or neglected. What can we do as a society and what should we teach our children?

Instead of keeping up with the fast moving credit charging social nets, be thankful for our bounty and extend a hand towards those who need it. Teach our children to not make fun and terrorize those who we can’t understand but to reach out and help them.