Poverty Knocks…


Two days ago three kids arrived at our door, aged 17, 14 and 12. The 17 year old Memo and Lucy are a couple and the youngest Sandy is with her older sister because she is neglected by her mother and beaten by her step father.

They were sent to our home by Don Miguel and his lovely wife Guillerma. Memo has been working with Don Miguel who is a glazier and has worked for us on our home.

These little guys had begged him for shelter in his windowless garage or in the back of his truck. Wisely he had sent them along to us as we have a little casita on our property which is safe and sanitary. In exchange for this little home, the water and the electricity they will care take our property and get paid for doing honest work.

These kids have no money and are extremely vulnerable. They could have ended up anywhere. A very scarey thought especially with two such young girls. Yesterday a concerned Humberto asked Sandy if she had some milk. She replied, ” Yes it was delicious.” On further enquiry Humberto was dismayed to hear that this was on the prievious day and that she in fact had nothing to eat at all. Humberto quickly put this right in a very tactful way.

One thing we forget about poverty is the necessity to retain human dignity. People already know their need and should not be humiliated too nor patronized. It is a fine line to tread.

Here in oil rich Alberta people love to let you know that they have money and they are rude and vulgar about it too. People of real quality don’t flaunt  their wealth, but are discrete, humble, respectful and well mannered to all.

It is a truly terrible thing to be in need. Most people shun the poor. Poverty is like leprosy.

But something very beautiful happened this morning which I am tearfully sharing with you on this blog. Dear little Sandy came to Humberto with a surprise. He had to close his eyes while she placed a drawing in his hands.

In the drawing on the right side are many blue figures. On the left are many red figures. In the middle a huge red heart sprouting lots of little hearts and a set of wings.

The blue figures Sandy says are the bad people and according to her there are a lot more of these than the good red people. And the heart in the middle? That Sandy says is Humberto. His big, generous, good and loving heart captured and recognized with so much affection and innocence by this dear little girl.

I wonder if in five years or better yet fifty years that this random act of kindness will have made a significant positive impact for the future lives of these desperately poor but wonderful human beings.

My heartfelt prayer (and my fear) is that they don’t get consumed by the dark side! Sandy is right there is a lot of that.

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About Charlotte Ortega

I am a family physician and writer.I am an active member of the Puerto Vallarta Writers Group and I am coordinating this years International Writers Conference to be held in March in association with Los Mangos Library.Winters are spent in Mexico to escape the cold and the summers in Calgary, Alberta, Canada. I am British born but have not lived in the U.K. since 1997. My blog is intended to inform would be travellers and those who view Mexico as a preferred retirement destination on every aspect of living in Mexico, the good and the other...My husband Humberto is Mexican and is a font of knowlege on the diverse cultural and social nuances which exist in this vibrant and colourful country.
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2 Responses to Poverty Knocks…

  1. Wanda says:

    Yay Umberto! I love random acts of kindness. They are my favourite thing in the world. I hope the kids are doing very well. Bless them.

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    • Thanks Wanda,I know you care.Little Sandy went back to Boca with her mean father but we hear she is staying with some Canadians/Americans so is probably okay but once we have straightened things out here we want to see her.Luzi and Memo are here but Memo lost a great job at the Centenarrio community centre because he missed work on a day that he was booked to work and they really needed him.This kind of indifference and lack of responsibility is alarming.Humberto says that they want to have a baby together. Luzi can barely take care of herself and is still only 14. I don’t know what they are thinking or who they think is going to feed clothe and educate this little child. This is the tip of the Mexican Iceberg as far as social problems go and it is absolutely terrifying,

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