Here in Mexico, it’s not hard to have more than your neighbour, or anyone else for that matter.There is a great divide of wealth amongst the classes.
We are considered upper class (except by the upper class) because we are “American”.
Our neighbour Teresa the one that lets me climb onto her roof is amongst the upper lower class. She owns a home (gifted to her by her mother), has a part-time job in a Laundromat (her boss actually pays her) and her oldest of two sons works and helps her out. She is a very good and honest person, loves the kids dearly and is an invaluable wealth of knowledge (especially because we’re foreigners and can easily get “taken”). We are fortunate to have her in our lives.
When she invited us over for Ulises 23rd birthday, we were honoured. It would be our first time dining at her place (we have her family over every year and her 8-year old son Alexander comes over almost daily to play with the kids and learn English). We know that she doesn’t have much but you wouldn’t know from her actions.
When we arrived, we saw that she’d ordered out. She went to the local “Rosti Pollo” joint and spent about $155 on a meal, plus $200 on a cake. It had been many years since anyone had a cake for their birthday. It might have had to do with the fact that I sold $140 worth of stuff for her at our Bazar this week. She had tears in her eyes when she put it in front of him.
After everyone had cleared their plates, there was a knock at the door.
A person begging for food. Apparently this is a regular occurrence for them.
The birthday boy didn’t hesitate. He jumped up, got a takeout container, filled it up with the leftovers, including his own pop and the last piece of cake.
It didn’t amount to much, but it was all he had.
And, he gave it away.
Have you Experienced Similar Feats of Generosity?
Note that we regularly give out food to people and dogs, however, we are fortunate to have the financial means to do so. My neighbours do not, yet they do…