When I have read this task, I immediately haven’t liked it.
I find it too hypocritical to do good things just to shout out about it in order to show what a good person you are. I do believe there are a lot of people who really did the actions for this task with all their heart and concern. And yes, you can’t tell that such tasks are not useful, as they push us to be more generous and helpful.
Still I was intended not to complete it. But…
Recently, going through my Facebook feed I discovered about the death of a wonderful amazing child for whom I have organized a photo exhibition to raise funds for his cancer treatment.
And I decided to dedicate this post to Arcady, a boy from Ukraine, a child-sun as we used to call him.
I find it too hypocritical to do good things just to shout out about it in order to show what a good person you are. I do believe there are a lot of people who really did the actions for this task with all their heart and concern. And yes, you can’t tell that such tasks are not useful, as they push us to be more generous and helpful.
Still I was intended not to complete it. But…
Recently, going through my Facebook feed I discovered about the death of a wonderful amazing child for whom I have organized a photo exhibition to raise funds for his cancer treatment.
And I decided to dedicate this post to Arcady, a boy from Ukraine, a child-sun as we used to call him.
I remember my meeting him in the hospital. I had an idea to organize a charity photo exhibition and I was encouraged by a friend to do so (I am infinitely grateful to him for all his help and moral support). I contacted some volunteer organizations – Tatiana Kosolapova and Yulia Pototskaya have provided me with a big assistance. They made me know Arcady – I adored him at once. He had an immense strength inside and he did shine like a sun despite all the pain he was experiencing. His parents both have cerebral spastic infantile paralysis. They seemed a very unfortunate family – and besides, this spiritual bond between them was amazing. I think this is one of the most real Families I ever met… Just with a great deal of distress.
The exhibition was great: the photos, the place, the videos…Everything except for people…
There was so little of them who came!
A few close friends and some other passersby.
I don’t know what was it – a bad weather, a bad choice of place or just a bad advertisement. It didn’t really matter – I was completely depressed. Not because I did something wrong but because these people counted on me and on my help…
I know now that it wasn’t in vain. One of the organizations in Israel was inspired but this idea and raised much more funds. And at least, I tried.
But Arcady died.
I cried all night when I discovered it, as if he was a part of my family.
As if his death was also my responsibility.
I know it’s not. It’s ours. Every one of us is responsible. I don’t know what shall happen so that people all over the world realize it. Every day children die, most of them just can’t get the treatment in time. And why? Because of money. Money that governs this world. Money that we are obsessed with. Just papers that on the scales of our reality equals human lives.
Let’s be conscious. Let’s help with no purpose – not to counterbalance our karma and not to shine in the lights of glory. Only because here and now we seat in our warm houses, healthy and safe, we are already much more fortunate than so many people on the Earth. Let’s simply be grateful by our acts.
We mustn't let little suns go out so early…