Missing the Little Things, Makes Me Appreciate them More.

I am thankful to be staying in a pace that has a bed. I know that most of the things that I complain about are things that most people around the world do not have. I have a lower back problem and the beds at Eucalipti have made it worse. I cannot not complain that people would fight over a bed and some do not have a home that has a bed. You bring comfort and safety to most people. Our accessibly to beds in America is mind blowing. I have seen so many mattered shops across my town. I wonder if there are or is a charity where they donate beds to people across the world? Most third world countries work in agricultural or manual labor jobs and that can take a toll on their bodies from long term effects. Studying the migrate farm worker population in Washington State, most of them live in poor housing conditions with no or one bed which they have to share with their families.

When I complain about something as little as to having a bed that makes my back hurt, I feel awful about. I am so privilege to have these item and have access to them verses someone else who have to sleep on the floor or give up their bed so their wife children can sleep comfortably. We have access to a lot of things many people to do not and when we complain we keep forgetting about the people who are living without these things. I definitely forget sometimes and then I think about and realize what I complaining about. I hope this changes for me and I can be more appreciative about the things I do have in my life. Which I am don’t get me wrong, I have worked and paid for everything that I have. With my mother having cancer, she has medical bills to pay for and by helping her out I pay for my own things and help her out whenever I can. I want to not take life for granted and work my hardest at everything I do. I plan on volunteering in Seattle somewhere to give back to the community. I have a passion and interest in working with communities and I would like to have everyone have the same access to resources as do I, but at a more affordable price or free. Thank you bed for giving me and others a place to sleep.

Ciao From Italy!

Blog by Jennifer Sims, Health Studies, CHID Sardinia: Island Migrations, Health, and Social Justice

Ciao a tutti! (Hello to all!),

I write to you from the coastal town of Alghero, Sardinia, an Italian island west of the mainland. This place is beautiful and the Mediterranean Sea is a gorgeous mixture of blues and greens. The white sandy beaches and crystal clear water are lovely to gaze at whether it’s day or night, and the sunsets here color the sky with pink and amber tones. The weather has been consistently hot, usually somewhere between 85 and 90 degrees, but at times has reached closer to 100. When I first arrived here the weather was unbearably hot for me, especially given that I was born and raised in mild, rainy Seattle! I had a rough time in the beginning acclimating to the heat and to my surroundings in general, but with some self-care and lots of Powerade I was able to nurse myself back to better health, which allowed me to explore and participate more in activities instead of just hiding in my hotel room.

Prior to coming here, we knew that our program would focus on migrant and marginalized populations, but what all that would entail wasn’t set in stone. At home I need structure to be more productive and successful, but in terms of my general attitude towards life, I tend to be more go-with-the-flow. This trait has been very beneficial because Italian culture is much more relaxed and fluid than back home in America, and sometimes plans fall through or activities start or end at different times than what was anticipated. There’s a running joke about “Italian time” and how it’s kind of its own thing, so when you’re here it’s just best to try and adapt and make the most of it, instead of getting upset or really worried about it. It seems to me that people here are really understanding of schedule changes and unexpected situations that crop up.

Here is a little taste of the landscape I get to see on a daily basis (and yes, that’s a man fishing from a rock in the middle of the water!). In the next couple of blog posts I will get into more detail as to what our program focuses on, what our activities are, and how we’re interacting with the local community. Ciao for now!

 

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