Over the past few weeks, it is easy to get caught up in all the tragedy and struggles of the world and be at dismay. It is easy to feel hopelessness for humanity and it is easy to feel guilt and sadness. Once reading Beverly Bell's Fault Lines and seeing the Haiti aftermath documentary, I felt nauseous that there are people living in such health hazards and disgusting conditions. The earthquake struck Haiti six years ago. SIX years have passed and there are still people starving and living under tarps without running water.
As an American, every day I see new unnecessary construction, people making unnecessary purchases, and indulging in unnecessary luxuries and goods. After reading Bell's descriptions of life in Haiti after the earthquake and better yet putting a visual image to the catastrophe after watching the documentary in class, I have a new sickness in my stomach that we are oppressing our world's hurt and struggles. Just because these problems are not directly affecting us, we are not doing anything to help it.
Throughout finding the world's harsh realities every day, I continue to ask myself: what can I do? How can I make a difference in the lives of people who need me like the people reaping the consequences of natural disaster in Haiti? The only answer I can seem to find is that I cannot do it alone. No one can do it alone. Together, we need to unite to help our fellow humans in need. We cannot continue to oppress reality and the struggles of our peers in Haiti. WE are the world and WE are the children. Together, we can accomplish anything.
The funds that are not being accessible in Haiti need to be investigated.
New shelter needs to be provided and tent drives need to be help. We do fundraisers all the time for our own good, why can't we do it for others' good? Something needs to be done for these people in their time of need. When Hurricane Katrina hit New Orleans, together as a nation we stood to meet their needs. The people of Haiti do not have this kind of assistance and we need to be of that assistance.
From thousands of miles away, I feel the hurt of these people. I want to help and I can.
What can you do to make a difference?