While our trip was productive and even fun, it was hard to see how difficult life was for a lot of people. Behind our hotel in Bondoukou people sorted nuts in the searing sun all day. Some of those working were children. I wandered back there and they were very happy to see me and we even joked around a bit. I asked them if I could take a video and they said sure. I then asked how old they were and two of them were 10 and 11 respectively. I knew they were kids which was why I asked. Of course, this is hard to see. Child labor in Cote d’Ivoire is a real problem especially in industries like nuts or cocoa. It’s not fair at all. These kids should be in school or learning how to swim. Yet, it’s not the way of the world for far too many kids. Today, when I went for my run around 6 I saw, as I usually do, the neighboring kids showering in the dirt with a bucket of water. At the time it was about 80 degrees and the weather on-line said it was 100% humidity. Without a room that has AC, the point of a shower seems futile to me. And, then, when they go to bed tonight if they are lucky they will have a piece of foam that they share with at least three or four others. In a warm, dank room. Meanwhile I live next door in a place that could sleep them all comfortably as well as most of their family in the village. We live in a ridiculously unequal world. I have seen it every day, day after day after day and I will not forget it. I don’t know why we live with such absurd and embarrassing inequality but I know that It. Is. Not. Right.
John Doces. Je vous écris de la Côte-d'Ivoire en Afrique.