a lesson in humility

Every so often something happens to manifest the level of poverty here. And I realize how naive I am to so often overlook it. And how blessed I am to have that option.

Last Friday I was hit by a brick wall during a simple conversation with my debate students after our first round of competition. We decided that we should go see a movie, since we had been waiting so long for our driver to pick us up in the city (this began as a joke, but quickly turned into serious scheming for the following week). I was on-board, but we needed to convince the other teacher...Suddenly one of my students admitted that he had never been to the movie theater in Temuco. He explained that he often paces outside, but never goes in. He's scared. I asked him why, anticipating a creative or ridiculous response of some sort. He hesitated and then said, "Pues...con este dinero, alguien puede comer."

"With that money, someone could eat." 

This simple statement held immense impact. Coming from such a fantastic individual. Someone who is humble and friendly and hardworking. Un buen caballero. Someone who comes from a supportive family and would never lead anyone to believe that his economic status happens to be lower than some of his peers'...

This simple statement has opened my eyes. I now see subtle signs everywhere. I feel incredibly guilty and incredibly blessed. With this recent revelation, I've been reminded of why I am here and what I need to do. I have the power and the resources to help this community. And I must begin by instilling others with the confidence they need to help make a difference.