Squatter Village

I showed pictures of squatter houses before, showing the amount of waste in the water that squatters usually live near. This time, we actually drove through one of the squatter villages. I was in a van full of cousins and children, so you can imagine these wide-eyed kids staring out the window as their mothers reminded them to be grateful for the things they had, for life could be so much worse.

Sorry for the somber tone but it really was shocking! When I saw this little boy, I couldn't help but think of those gut wrenchingly annoying commercials that gently harass you with images of sad children in third world countries that you should donate all your money to. You know, the ones that have caused an almost instantaneous reflex to reach for the remote control to change the channel and avoid those familiar feelings of shame and guilt as you indulge in a lifestyle riddled with excess but still refuse to ever donate. Seeing this first hand was definitely an always welcome reality check.