A Tale of Two Teenagers

I was standing at the deli in the grocery store yesterday, and I could not help overhearing a conversation between the teenaged clerk and his young female friend. They were talking about a friend of theirs who recently was given a very expensive car by his father. The gist of the conversation was that they would be very happy if their parents bought them expensive cars.

It is funny how much perspectives differ depending where you are. In suburban Ontario, kids assume that they should have a car. Two weeks ago I was living at an orphanage in Tanzania where the kids either took a dala dala or they walked. Even most of the adults I knew in Tanzania did not have cars, much less expensive cars. Everyone survived; the world did not end.