For the last two years, my mom and I have visited the Dominican Republic for a couple of weeks during the winter. It’s been a great way for the two of us to bond. Not to mention I LOVE the ocean and sunshine!
The best part about travelling for me is meeting and hanging out with locals. On our last visit, I met a local, Melky who showed me around Peurto Plata. What I saw was poverty. Most people there live in rooms smaller than my bedroom and don’t have running water. (A stark contrast from my room at the resort). Many work for the equivalent of $100 US dollars a month. Although they struggle to make ends meet, they are some of the happiest and most generous people I’ve ever met in my life.
While we were driving through the village, Melky told me he had to do a favour for a friend. He pulled over, ran into a building and jogged back to the car with a bottle of beer. We then drove around the corner, stopped in front of a ‘hotdog stand’ type vendor and gave him the beer. The vendor smiled a most wonderful smile, fisted Melky and me and we left. I mentioned what a nice gesture that was. Melky shrugged and told me that when he has been hungry and broke that particular vendor has given him food not caring that Melky had no money. That story can only be defined as philanthropy of the purest kind. In that moment it was as though we were on holy and sacred ground. I started by saying that what I saw in Peurto Plata was poverty, but now I know that what I saw was wealth of more importance than money.
Are we really rich in Canada? Are we happy? Do we look out for each other? Do we need our families and communities? Do the poor have riches that we can only yearn and dream about?
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dianasschwenk said:
Thanks so much! Slapppshot is da best!
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stuffitellmysister said:
Appreciate this post…..so much truth ♥ paula
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dianasschwenk said:
Thank you my dear!
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stuffitellmysister said:
♥
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slapppshot said:
P.S (2)…Hmm, I notice my first ‘P.S’ comment can be read in two ways. I’ll let you decide how you want to interpret it 🙂
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dianasschwenk said:
LOL well NOW I see how it can be open to interpretation. I choose to go with the PG interpretation! 😉
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slapppshot said:
P.S…if there was a ‘love’ button…I would’ve pressed that!
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dianasschwenk said:
awwww thanks
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slapppshot said:
I think your experience proves once and for all…there’s different kinds of wealth.
A ‘most’ wonderful post!
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dianasschwenk said:
Thank you very much my friend!
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russtowne said:
Thank you for the reminder. The poor know what it is like to go hungry. I have been financially poor and I have been financially very well off and I’m glad to have had the opportunity to experience both, for I learned much, but one of the most important things I learned is that generosity with one’s last few dollars means much more than generosity to get a tax deduction.
Russ
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dianasschwenk said:
Thanks for your thoughtful comment. Yes – the widow’s mite, so to speak…
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Chuck said:
Very nice Di. Very true. I have seen many of our people sorting through clothing or other items and as they search for themselves, I have heard them comment “oh so and so would like this or needs this”. Many times the true richness comes from “the least of these”.
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dianasschwenk said:
good point Chuck!
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Michelle said:
The solution is to not stay in the resorts but to find home stays to stay with in the countries you visit. Stops the cycle and helps people at the grassroots level. Most countries have em and you get a real flavour of the country.
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dianasschwenk said:
I did not know that! Thanks for the tip!
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Ray said:
A very good start to your blogging career.
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dianasschwenk said:
Thanks Ray!
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