I go to school in a very rural area of Pennsylvania, which is extremely impoverished. It's not rare for me to see children in shoes that are falling apart with dirty faces and hair that looks like it hasn't been washed in a week or maybe longer.
It breaks my heart.
I often find myself wanting to get down on one knee and do the lick the thumb mom thing to clean the dirt smudges from their cheeks and foreheads.
Yesterday I was in the supermarket and as I was waiting in line there was a couple with three small children under the age of four. The family had huge boxes of soda under their cart, and paid for their frozen pizza and boxed macaroni and cheese and rushed away without paying for the soda. I watched as they walked away, and looked at the cashier to see if he had noticed. He didn't.
My heart went out to these children. I wanted to hug them, take them home, give them baths, and feed them a warm meal to nourish their bodies instead of the soda and frozen pizza they were going to be given.
I watched these people steal and I didn't say anything.
I'm the kind of person who will confront someone when they are doing something wrong, especially if it is hurtful, harmful, or offensive in any way, but I didn't say a thing about this.
Was it wrong?
I saw them as clearly being victims of their situation.
Was it wrong of me not to have said anything?
I think I would have felt worse if I had said anything.
When is the earliest time a person can be a foster parent?
Update:
Age 21 (In Pennsylvania)
Now I'm wondering if it's a good idea for a single,
22 year old strudent to be a parent to troubled children by herself.
A part of me says wait until you're married and have a partner to do this with.
The other part of me says there's no time to waste.