Every blog I have read and everyone I talk to says that before a week or two ago, they were oblivious to the war in Uganda and the Invisible Children. And now it has blown up. Even before Saturday, I was working hard to spread the news to everyone who didn't know about it. And just today, I turned on the news, and it was the first story I saw. More and more people are informed. I love that.
Global Night Commute was the most incredible thing I have ever done. I have never felt like I made more of a difference than I did on Saturday night. Sunday morning, when I woke up, I wanted to give each of those children ten thousand hugs and kisses and give them homes and safety and hope. It was the worst sleep I've ever gotten. We started sleeping in a ballfield at a church (in Dallas), but the sprinklers went off and we were wet. We moved to the parking lot, where the ground was hard, we were cold, and the noise around us was irritating. But I couldn't help but smile at the fortune I have. One of my friends who was there with me would not stop complaining, and I just kept reminding her that, yes, it rains in Darfur. No, these kids do not have food in their stomachs or shoes on their feet or warm sleeping bags in which to curl up when they're cold.
I hope the media on the subject continues to expand. I hope Bush and our senators are impacted by our letters. I hope that a child in Uganda will be affected by my art project, which said, "Children, You are not invisible to us. We love you. Stay strong. Stay brave. We're trying." I hope the hundreds of cars that drove by on I-75 wondered, I wonder what they're doing...and went home to research it. I hope the rest of the 5-600 people in the parking lot with me were all affected as I was and want to spread the word fifty times more than they already did.
Making a difference, even a tiny one, is a wonderful feeling.
For those of you who went to Global Night Commute all over the country, what did your art project portray? What did your letters say? I'm so interested in the differences of peoples' creativity.
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Oh, I got a lot of compliments on my art project =D. I drew an old man (mostly representing "father time") blowing a gust of wind, and in the wind I wrote the words "The winds of change are upon us" hehe.
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Amor est vitae essentia.
Aww, I wish I could've seen it. That's a really good idea. I can't draw worth anything, so the extent of my drawing is hearts and filling in random color. It looked good, at least.
It is a shame how little average citizens know about whats going on in the world, It seems if they don't have oil or other valuables we need then we don't care about their problems.
yeah, it's sad that we as citizens don't know too much. I used to watch the news a lot, but then it started to get depressing and all you heard was bad stuff. I know, "Duh, it's news." But I try to know what's going on in the world. I didn't know about the Global Night Commute, but I wish I would've known so I could have participated. I'm glad for the people who did; it shows that they care.
My teenleadership class last year did a fundraiser for the invisible children! It was awesome to get to help with something like that and seeing a check sent to help them!