| Rural Pennsylvania & Theft vs. Starving Children. |
[Mar. 25th, 2009|03:33 pm] |
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| | "If You Loved Anyone (Mary 2004)"--Jacob Borshard | ] |
I go to school in a very rural area of Pennsylvania, which is extremely impoverished. It's not rare for me to see children in shoes that are falling apart with dirty faces and hair that looks like it hasn't been washed in a week or maybe longer.
It breaks my heart.
I often find myself wanting to get down on one knee and do the lick the thumb mom thing to clean the dirt smudges from the cheeks and foreheads.
My heart went out to these children. I wanted to hug them, take them home, give them baths, and feed them a warm meal to nourish their bodies instead of the soda and frozen pizza they were going to be given.
I watched these people steal and I didn't say anything.
I'm the kind of person who will confront someone when they are doing something wrong if it is hurtful, harmful, or offensive in any way, but I didn't say a thing about this.
Was it wrong?
I saw them as clearly being victims of their situation.
Was it wrong of me not to have said anything?
I think I would have felt worse if I had said anything. 
When is the earliest time a person can be a foster parent?
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