Turtles Can Fly

I just watched this movie tonight. Besides being thoroughly impressed by the children who acted in it, I couldn’t really figure out what emotion to have throughout the film. It even had a slight humorous feel, although quite morbid and reflective. I totally expected to feel all angry towards America and want to “stop the war”, but instead realized this is reality, and we don’t always have control over situations. Even here in our very own country, we overlook people who are in as much desperation [relatively] as these kids are in Iraq. Just tonight, Katie and I bought ice cream for a little boy who was begging me for a dollar while his dad watched from the window. A CHILD, being brought up in the bay area [land of plenty] thinking he needs to beg strangers in order to eat? He has NO control over that. He’s basically doomed for a life of negativity and sadness. I pray to God that someone saves him from that lifestyle. Sad thing is, these people grow up to be the angry or socially awkward people with “issues” that we tend to push out of our lives. We blame them for not treating us right, when they didn’t ask for the hand they were dealt! They know nothing but to treat people the way they do because it’s how they were raised and the only example they were shown.

I sit around thinking I have it bad, worried about what people think of my weight and what clothes I’m wearing.
How dare I.