ten pesos!

Life is not really fair.
I was watching “the correspondents” final episode last-last week. The episode was about all the people that had a huge change in their life ever since “the correspondence” featured their life story. It doesn’t caught much of my attention until it featured the story of “araal kids”… and then suddenly my tears fell. The story was about these kids up there in the mountain aging 6-10 years old, that instead of going to school was forced to work in those mining fields. Gather all the araal stones they can and bring them down in the mountains, under the heat of the sun, and with bare feet, just for ten pesos a day. And they have to do go up and down there for 6-8 times before having that ten pesos! Damn!
Their parents don’t like what’s happening but they don’t have the choice. It’s a matter of going through every day with something to eat. Good thing the show have already changed their lives, now those children are going to school.
But I had a big realization with that. I know life is hard. It’s always is. And whatever I, or we do… it will always be unfair. See, the ten pesos that we’re just wasting for nonsense things, for them… it’s an amount to keep them alive. And we are all here in front of the pc, having the time of lives for all the good things, spending our energy and money with vices… what a shame.
I know after writing this thoughts, still, I can’t promise to entirely change my whole life. But after writing this, I know I’ll value my life more. I’ll try to lessen all those “fvcking self pity moments” I occasionally had. I’ll be more and always be thankful that I had this kind of life. It’s far from perfection, but I never had to work that hard to get through my every day food. #