Thursday, November 17, 2011

Privilege

To walk down the street and know that I will not be cat-called or kissed at, rather greeted with a "hello!"
I can travel anywhere in this country and know that I am going to be safe.
That I can easily purchase clean water and fill my belly- in order to avoid the hunger pains.
My boyfriend/husband/brother/father is not beating me- I don't have to worry about walking down the street with a black eye or marks on my face and the curious stares following my shadow.
I can sleep in a bed three times the normal size and have air con blowing in my face.
I have a bank account.
My friends, family and loved ones are constantly sending words of encouragement or reminding me that I am loved.
I speak English. Fluently.
I am educated.
I am a teacher in a country where teachers are on one of the top careers in society.
I am a foreigner.
My skin is light, my eyes are wide and bright, my hair is soft and my teeth are straight from too much metal.
If I need to hop on a plane for any dire emergency, I can. And will.
I have electricity.
I eat meat (on the rare occasion)
My vaccinations are up to date.

Millions upon millions of people in this world do not have this kind of privilege. Do you?

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