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Saturday, July 28, 2007
african mission
10:30 AM My story as told by AOM. 10 years ago, a little girl of 9 was relishing her new present sprawled across the carpet. Her mind travelled the wonders of each continents as her young fingers scanned the plastic sheet; a colourful illustration of the map of the world. Slowly, she traced back to the African continent, where she heard that babies grew to the age of three, only to die of various diseases, having consumed no food after breast-milk. There where she have seen pictures of disproportionately shaped children suffering from kwashiokor. There, well-fed and safely within the four walls of her bedroom, with the kind of fervent certainty only children can achieve, she vowed to put in all her efforts to help the African society, to dedicate her future in alleviating the poverty and malnourishment of the African children. Right there and then, she had her life-goals laid in front of her. 8 years later, slightly intoxicated by the alcohol consumed after one of the frequently attended parties at a local club, her friends sat around at a coffeeshop and started a random topic, as usually happens under the influence. This one was about childhood ambitions. A science undergraduate mentioned his dreams of being a police officer. A technician told of how he had always wanted to be a lawyer. A school dropout laughed at his ingenuously juvenile dreams of becoming president. The now-teenage girl kept her forgotten moral dreams to herself. Like dreams to dust. |
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