Too Little Too Much

The Great Floods have landed here.
People are moaning about their lost from the natural disaster.
People are complaining that the authorities have done too little too late.

Which made me think about the frequent floods back home especially the poorer regions.

The worst affected is always the poorest with big families to feed and no insurance.

Perhaps more could have been done for these people. But they won’t stand up and blame no one. They will think natural disasters are unavoidable. It is God’s will. That’s how the mentality is. That is the culture. People are just going to be thankful with any help they can get.

People here are spoilt.

People back home are submissive.

Perhaps it is because the latter are poor and the former is rich.
Perhaps it is not cultural differences.
Perhaps it is just the rich poor divide.

Shit happens all the time.
Rich or poor we just need to get on and move forward.
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I have been learning to drive, leaving me very broke every month.

I wasn’t planning to get a UK driving license because I felt the public transport here is pretty good and I thought I could easily get lifts from people if I need to.

So far I have been able to get lifts except on One occasion.

That one rejection made me even more determine.

When I told my mum about the One rejection, I was surprise by her reaction. I thought her response would be ‘You have to learn to drive and be independent!’ But instead she said ‘What a mean, bad person I hope you are not too upset.’ I had to laugh when she said that. I wasn’t upset. Ok maybe a little bit but shit happens all the time, we just have to move on.

Perhaps it was the wrong person to ask for a lift.

But despite being much poorer since I started driving lessons, I am glad I am doing it because I hope I can become a good driver and give people lifts just like the many lovely people who have been so kind.

I am grateful.