outback to jungle

Musings on experiences of volunteering in Papua New Guinea with some gratuitous domestic social and public comment

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

the proof that I care is that I am here

so don't tell me to go back home if I don't like it you ungrateful ignorant. I was invited to come here by people who cared enough that they wanted to change things that would make a difference. I responded to their invitation and my credentials were accepted. They are the leaders who will make things happen not armchair whingers who see any negative as an uncalled for attack. I didn't write the preceding articles. I acknowledged their sources. I simply passed on primary source materials.
I write about things that I see. Let me tell you about the lady who invited Matt and myself to get on the PMV first. We had been waiting, like a lot of other people for PMVs as you do on a rainy day. About five or six had come and gone. "Be patient" she told the people who were trying to push their way in front. "You go on first" she told us. At Top Town I was pick pocketed again (7th time) and the people on the bus alerted everyone else to the low life. A fellow traveller escorted us to the Kamkumung bus connection at Eriku. He told a young lady to make sure we got the right connection to Unigate. Then there was Mark, a student friend who helped Matt find the highlands cap makers near the SVS. I have always acknowledged the helpful people. I feel sorry that people like them are let down by people trying to proclaim their "do-gooderness" by knocking anyone who talks about the problems. Tell the World Vision of 4 Corners or World Bank that they are wrong.

1 Comments:

At 7:50 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

It would be handy to know the context of your writing in this instance.

 

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