Have you guys ever thought about being homeless, or living day by day without enough money, knowing that you and your family could becomes tattered and corrupt?
Have you and your family ever been evicted from a home, possibly sent back to where you came from? You know how it feels? Embarrassing. It's humiliating and emotionally shattering to see all your belongings thrown out into the street. To see everything you've ever owned, flying everywhere from the wind. You begin to feel alienated and exposed. It seems like the whole neighborhood knows your business. But guess what? They don't give a shit.
Now homeless, and back where you came from such as your country, you spend your whole day searching for hot meals, a place to sit without being told to move. You don't have a place to keep your things; it's not safe. The opportunities you have...ha.....there is none. Getting water is difficult. No one wants you around. You can't wash, so you smell. You don't look appealing to people, not even to a dog. Your only mode of transportation is to walk. There are no means of public transportation - it costs money, the money you don't have.
In so many ways, you're constantly reminded that "you're nothing without money".
No one chooses to be poor or homeless. Those who sleep on the streets are guarding only one thing - their personal freedom. Even their dignity is gone. You face obstacles, day by day, and it picks away your self-esteem. Your personality withers, disintegrates. You become scared, frustrated, and you trust no one.
But guess what? Somehow there's a miraculous event that you get to become what you were. Having a home. Having food. Having another chance at something you tried so hard to keep. There's only one catch though. The struggles faced to get to when you were happy...well...you have to repeat that struggle.
In the process of getting back up there, your parents work again and you have a home. The home isn't great, but you have it again. It is still hard though. You're not old enough to do anything to help provide. Everyday you eat the same thing. Everyday you wish you could have something else. You can't. It lasts for a good long time, but your family manages to have a house. You get to go to college and make something of yourself.
There's another problem though. It happens again. When you think life is going good for you, it happens. Only one of your parents work, but on the brink of losing it. You are asked to drop out of your future to work. Having not much, you fear that the struggles are coming back. What can you do? The only thing there is to do is to pray. Will the prayers be heard? You don't know....
8:18 AM
Mr. LameButt
