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It was 1 AM when I heard an unusual baby’s cry. I dashed from my bed to check on the baby in anticipation of what could possibly be wrong. When I approached the crib, I saw the tears falling from the baby’s’ eyes.. To my surprise, I did not panic. I merely stood there watching her. Just then, a random thought ran through my head: Has the four months old baby gained her ability to see color? I wiped the tears off her face and soon enough she fell asleep. I returned to my room. Moments later I began to cry.
That was my inspirational moment. I have lived for more than seventeen years, but it had only taken me five minutes to realize the harsh realities of the world I live in. That moment made me notice the world’s true detrimental colors. The baby next door cried because she was unacquainted with the uncanny colors she started seeing as she opened her eyes. Her world was not the same anymore.
Utopia. I always pictured it as being a black and white realm. But we are far away from that. As colors start spreading, poverty, famine, health issues, and social, economic, political and environmental crises increase. I see these colors everywhere today, from the moment I open my eyes to the moment I shut them. But I could not remain ignorant of the things I have been exposed to, and most importantly, I did not want the baby to see the colors that I am seeing now. I want her to see black and white again.
Preoccupied with such thoughts, I did not sleep that night.
The next several days, as I recalled the baby’s cries, I continued to ask myself: What could I do to stop the spreading of these colors, or at least to contain them? Certainly, I could not change the world for in a relatively short period of time. But then I remembered the motto I had always strived for: “Start small, and expand on your successes.”
A week later, I made up my mind to launch a Habitat for Humanity club in my school to build homes for the poor. After spending all...