The Dark Side of Having It All
As I walked into the village of Gokakope, I see an infant drinking water from a bottle.
The water inside the bottle was so dirty you could not see through it. I thought, “ They must have
scooped it from a mud puddle.” As I watch this my heart begins to sink and I feel my left hand tighten
as I look down at the bottled water in my own hand. My clean, fresh , never opened, and purified water.
I walk towards the mother and baby and ask my translator to ask her if I may have the baby bottle.
“Excuse me, Miss, but may I have your baby bottle?.” She looks puzzled but cautiously hands it over.
I smile and poor out the contaminated water onto the ground , open my water and poor it inside. Before
I can look up, I see a tear hit that red …show more content…
We all take things for granted. Until I walked amongst the poorest of the poor, I never realized
just how unappreciative I had become. Selfishness had come in and taken over like the darkness of the
night. Numb, not ever thinking of anybody 's needs but my own. Not stopping to think, Man, we have
so much in America. Everything right at our finger tips. Come with me as I share my journey into the
depths of Togo, West Africa . The journey that forever changed my life.
It was a slightly foggy Monday morning and had been raining all night. As my right foot left the
wet asphalt , my heart started to pound. With each step up into the plane, it pounded harder. It would be a very long flight, 14 hours. Screaming children, with every patch of turbulence I just knew the plane
was going down. Needless to say, it was a very exhausting trip over to Ghana. Little did I know that it
wasn 't about to end with a plane ride. I still had to endure a 6 hour van ride. On roads so bumpy , that
you didn 't want to be by the window because you would come out with a concussion.
As the plane descends I see a lot of nothingness , a few buildings approaching where we
As I walked into the village of Gokakope, I see an infant drinking water from a bottle.
The water inside the bottle was so dirty you could not see through it. I thought, “ They must have
scooped it from a mud puddle.” As I watch this my heart begins to sink and I feel my left hand tighten
as I look down at the bottled water in my own hand. My clean, fresh , never opened, and purified water.
I walk towards the mother and baby and ask my translator to ask her if I may have the baby bottle.
“Excuse me, Miss, but may I have your baby bottle?.” She looks puzzled but cautiously hands it over.
I smile and poor out the contaminated water onto the ground , open my water and poor it inside. Before
I can look up, I see a tear hit that red …show more content…
We all take things for granted. Until I walked amongst the poorest of the poor, I never realized
just how unappreciative I had become. Selfishness had come in and taken over like the darkness of the
night. Numb, not ever thinking of anybody 's needs but my own. Not stopping to think, Man, we have
so much in America. Everything right at our finger tips. Come with me as I share my journey into the
depths of Togo, West Africa . The journey that forever changed my life.
It was a slightly foggy Monday morning and had been raining all night. As my right foot left the
wet asphalt , my heart started to pound. With each step up into the plane, it pounded harder. It would be a very long flight, 14 hours. Screaming children, with every patch of turbulence I just knew the plane
was going down. Needless to say, it was a very exhausting trip over to Ghana. Little did I know that it
wasn 't about to end with a plane ride. I still had to endure a 6 hour van ride. On roads so bumpy , that
you didn 't want to be by the window because you would come out with a concussion.
As the plane descends I see a lot of nothingness , a few buildings approaching where we