There isn't much I want from this world. It's the little things that always please me the most. A nice fire, a day with friends, little moments that you know are going to stick in your brain forever, although they might not be the most important ones.
All I know, is in my life, I want to make a difference, and I want to mend someones unhappiness. I have now experience poverty and obviously it hasn't met humanity.
It seems like a game of chance. These people were born in a poverty stricken country, so now they have to survive on nothing. Imagine if you were born in a place like that. How would you survive?
The leaders of these country disturb me. They know what is happening, and yet they let them suffer. As long as tourists still flock in. All they need is a place to call home, and yet they are still deprived of that. Where is the sense in that?
The people in these countries however, you see them smile. They have nothing, but yet, the ones I met, and talked to and spent time with, are the most amazing people I have met. Their lives are the pits but they have these beautiful smiles.
It doesn't make sense to me.
The whole world should just be making smiles and mending them.
It doesn't take much effort really.
After my trip, my view on the world has changed.
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