ONE
One. The number one can be seen as any old insignificant number or it can represent life. One dollar: the amount people make working in the dumps for an entire day. One, the number of meals people can maybe afford to eat per day. One. In every one day 30 000 children die of preventable diseases. It is unimaginable to think that this number can represent so much hurt and suffering yet also represent incredible hope. One, the number of thoughts it takes to imagine a change. One, the number of people it takes to believe in a cause. One, the number of worlds we should live in.
People, including myself, live in a individualistic world where hard choices seem unbearable. Have you ever had to choose which of your children eat tonight? Which of your children need to not go to school in order to help bring in income? These are obstacles that challenge others on a daily basis, yet seem like a different world to us. Today we went to a public garbage dump where adults, teenagers and children were rummaging through for what I had to assume was gold. It was gold; it was a single slice of dirty bread or a half eaten decaying fish. This was gold. This was their gold.
