On every second Monday of the October month, schools, offices, and stores are closed and deserted. All that may be heard at these areas are the crickets. The smell of baked turkey fills the air to the point that people can barely breathe. Families unite and satisfy their cravings with turkey dinner. In the kitchen of my house on one Thanksgiving Day, I have selfishly demanded my parents for more turkey and stuffing. I ate it to the point that my pants had barely fit me, and the remainder of it just ended up being in the garbage can. After that, I complained to my parents about the unsatisfactory quality of my bike, by saying that the thing was landfill property and it was necessary for me to have an even better one.
Later on during that day, I watched a television program about Ethiopian children who were about my age. Their appearances were quite dissimilar to mine, since they barely wore any clothes and their only place of dwelling was a garbage pile. These teens disregarded how unpleasant the food tasted since they were doubtlessly concerned that they barely have the opportunity to obtain a sufficient amount of food. Some of these awfully poor teenagers looked as if they were about to approach the end of the light tunnel. However, they are still so content when they receive a shelter, food, medicine, clothes, and books. On the other hand, the demanding people constantly feel unhappy since they always have a desire for more of everything.
It was like lightning had suddenly struck me when I asked myself why is it that I am one of the lucky individuals to win the lottery of being more fortunate than those teenagers on that TV program? Why are there so many people who are ungrateful and demanding like me? I imagined being in those Ethiopian teens’ shoes. It was doubtlessly a horrific thought. I pictured that I existed in another world where all essential necessities for survival have just vanished, and the people who are the comer stones of my life no longer existed. In addition, school was only a luxury and cars were only from a dream. Living in third world nations is not different from communistic cruelty.
That Thanksgiving Day was the awakening of a careless mind. Later on that Thanksgiving Day, food or other essential necessities of life were no longer being wasted by me. In addition, I told my parents that landfills would never have a single bike like mine. The various possessions that were considered to be common in daily life are no longer taken for granted, since there are always others who are not fortunate enough to have these wonderful possessions. Perhaps, materialistic individuals should stop their ignorant demands for more of everything and realize that there is no point in griping about the materialistic things in life. Therefore, live life to the fullest and Thanksgiving Day should be the day that makes you realize about those who are unfortunate.