Amazingly I was asking myself the same question about giving back about a month ago. I saw images such as these that are quite moving:
These made me reflect on how lucky we are and that's including those who claim to be impoverished. These people in a day would eat less that what you can fit in the palm of your hand. And you can imagine we wake up each day and choose something to wear whereas their children would basically only have one item of clothing - dirtied underwear or shorts probably made from just discarded fabric. It would be naive to assume that they should just get a job but even the menial of jobs require even a small amount of schooling. Imagine not learning what a kilogram was, or understanding how far a kilometer is because you were never even taught what a meter or a centimeter was. How do even do basic labour work if you weren't taught how to read.
The sad truth is that these people were born into this misery. A lot of people who fall on hard times at least have some education behind them and can recover. Imagine being born and your goal is not to go to school or choose what career you want to do when you grow up......from the age you're able your job is to find food, water and shelter just to stay alive.
I for one would prefer my income tax to be distributed to such a cause because as an example, my $10 might help keep some of these people alive just a little bit longer as opposed to my $10 going to some deadshit on the dole spending my money on his next 6-pack of beer.
Anyway......it really made me think that so many people out there need help. But would I give up my plans in life or my dreams to help those really in need? And when I'm in my deathbed......if I did help them would I look back and feel content and happy? Or would I regret not living life I planned? Tough question....and I still don't really know the answer
You never get a second chance to make a first impression.