When I lived in New
York, it was so hard to choose. Out of the countless different things the city
offered, I could never decide where to eat, what to do, who to see.
Since moving back to my home country — Myanmar — I have seen how the majority of people here have very little choice at all. They’re simply struggling to get their daily meals. It’s one thing to read about poverty and hunger, but it’s another to see the faces of hunger-pained people right in front of me.
I could have easily been another poor kid on the streets, but I happened to be born into a family who could afford to send me to good schools and provide me with a comfortable life. I was born into a situation which allowed me to grab opportunities, pursue life goals, and chase my dreams.
I’m haunted by this.
A few weeks ago, inequality and injustice took on solid numbers that have gone viral, shocking everyone. According to the 2014 Oxfam Report, the top 85 richest people in the world have more wealth than the poorest half of the global population.
Oxfam also points out that this inequality is growing due to “power grabs’’ by wealthy elites who buy out political systems...Continue Reading on Converge Magazine
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