Apparently it’s supposed to breed character.
Or some such.
Heard a plea on the radio yesterday. About giving donations so that school shoes can be bought for kids that has to travel long distances to school, without shoes.
I’ve never been so broke that I did not have shoes.
My parents have though. And their parents before them. I’m sure there’s nary a person out there that has not heard a story or two of how bad things was in the old days. Times where money was scarce enough that shoes were a luxury few could afford.
So I’ve been thinking. If those people managed to go on to live relatively decent lives, even though they faced adversity when young, why can’t kids of today also do that? And please. Don’t start on the whole advantaged and disadvantaged thing. In the new crapheap we call South Africa, everybody is supposed to have the same opportunities. Alas. there are so many more people that the few opportunities going are snapped up by other people.
I might be over simplifying things, a very likely occurrence, but to my way of thinking, all that’s happening now is the perpetuating of the hand out mentality. A question of – Fine. I don’t have shoes, but there’s sure to be someone that will give me some. I don’t have to try to find a job, or make something to sell, or grow some veggies or even make myself a pair, I’ll just wait for a hand out. Of course, it’s kids we’re talking about, not adults. Kids should not have to think up plans on how to get hold of a pair of shoes through honest means. Their parents should do that. Therefore, if the adults don’t have money to see that their kids’ needs are met, they should not have said kids. Also oversimplifying things I realise. Still. Yet, the simplest solution is often the best one.
In a country where poverty is rife, while the chosen leaders live in the lap of utmost luxury and decadence, is it not a bit audacious asking the populace to give everything they have for either the government or the poor? Why bother working then if you’re just going to be guilted into giving money for all the snot nosed, pot bellied kids running around, NOT made by you? Certainly, those kids did not ask to be there. They did not ask to be born in abject poverty. They did not ask to live their lives tied to their, mostly single, mothers’ back, digging in garbage cans for anything salvageable. Many of those kids running around don’t even have parents anymore since AIDS is still running rampant through Sub-Saharan Africa, and mostly in South Africa. Those kids are left without any means when their parents die. Somebody has to look after them. And that somebody should be the state. The State that takes 10% of all my earnings. Even more from the higher income section. The State that taxes everything to the hilt. Not to build a better country, but in true African form, to line their own pockets and those of their family members.
I’m in a very adversarius position myself. thinking up all manner of things where I can live without outside help or influences because I just won’t have the money to go out and buy what I want when I need it. I will quite happily make my own shoes if I knew how. Sure it won’t be dainty heels, or even sturdy boots but there are ways of making everything – we have the proof of that from history. I can’t be waiting for people to hand me things – don’t think I could live like that. I’ll be broke, but I will always be proud.
And that, I think, is the worst thing about the hand-out mentality. No pride. Not in anything. People exist in limbo. Waiting for somebody to help them, instead of helping themselves. That’s just no way to live. Why not teach people to be proud of themselves, teach them the pride you feel in a job well done, or in making your own life count, even if it only counts for you. Don’t teach people that in order to have something all you have to do is stick out your hand and expect something to fall into it.
If you’re waiting for me to do that, you’re going to have a long wait indeed.
Gripe done for a while. Hope your Sunday is treating you with the utmost gentleness…