There are two kinds of people in
the world:
People who pick up coins from the
street, and people who drop them there.
Those who drop them on the street
consider this form of currency outdated, useless, and impractical.
Those who pick up the change see opportunity
and take advantage of it.
In a world where people are no
longer describe by the quality of their humanity but by the quality of the
wallet that holds their money, one would assume that any for of currency is
good currency. Nonetheless, this imperfect world proves us wrong constantly.
For
over two months now, as I have been unraveling the topic of poverty to my
readers in the hopes to instill a sense of responsibility about the subject in
them. My posts have ranged from personal examples to global crisis. I have made
sure to provide resources, in every post, for the reader who felt the need to
go beyond just being aware of the matter, those who felt a sense of urgency to
make a change and donate to a specific cause. Facts and opinions adorn the entire
blog demonstrating my thorough research and competence of the sub-topics.
Simultaneously,
I have been on a 10-week pursuit of actively searching for all the loose coins
that fall out of your pockets and onto the busy streets of Penn States’ world
campus.
Being
$11.32 dollars richer than I was before, it seems to me the collective value of
coins really does add up. But if you still are not convinced about what a few
coins can do for you or for someone else, I will provide for you the ultimate
example.
I
wish to close my final post with a story of a man who gave pennies a chance to prove
themselves worthy.
Otha
Anders, held pennies in a particular regard. Without having any certain motives
to have extra cash in his pocket, seeing as to how he is a home owner and lives
an economically stable life already. He simply found it enjoyable to fill up
5-gallon water jugs with these bronze Abrahams.
What a rewarding hobby!
Going back to
my first post, I remember starting off the blog considering myself a rebel for
doing the undoable which in this case is picking up change from the ground. From
my perspective I'm finding change while I'm making a change, to others it may
not be so black and white.
But, with this
in mind and with all the other information I ever provided to you in my
previous post, I dare you to be the rebel. To see what others do not see.