The Boy in the Yellow Boot
Remember the little boy you saw in rural Tanzania back in 2005 who was about the same age as your son was the day I write this? You never took a photo of him, but you will always remember that he had one yellow boot and a “toy” made out of wood scraps and junk that crudely resembled a car. Of all the poverty you saw during your travels in the world, will this one image ever get out of your mind? Will it continue to help fuel your fire to help other people’s children and grandchildren as well as your own?
-Excerpt from my blog post to myself as a future grandmother, October 2011.
So, It turns out I DID take a photo of the boy in the yellow boot. I thought I did, but it has been lost for years. Today I stumbled upon it as I was searching for older print-resolution photos for our Aura’s House Facebook Page on my computer at work.
Back in October of 2011 I was thinking of this image as I was writing an open letter to myself as a future grandmother in 35 years (give or take). What caused me to write the post was the overwhelmed feeling I got after seeing my toddler son receive too many presents for his second birthday. Meanwhile I couldn’t help but remember the boy in the yellow boot in Tanzania during my volunteer trip there in 2005 with Cross Cultural Solutions whose only toy was a piece of wood and a few scraps tied together to resemble a truck.
Sound interesting or familiar? Feel free to read the original post here.