Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Dirt cookies?

Sometimes I just have to wonder how I got so lucky as to have been born in this country, in this period of time.

My main struggle with food is that I have too much of it, and struggle to control my appetite so I don't eat too much; while in Haiti, children are eating dirt to try and ease their hunger pangs.

Click HERE.  And be very thankful.

Wow, I used to cringe when my mom told me how, as a child, she and her siblings sometimes ate lard-and-sugar sandwiches.

I'd take that over dirt, any day.

10 comments:

robinngabster said...

And they have to pay for the dirt!  So sad...

deshelestraci said...

I remember my mom making butter and sugar sandwiches for us.  Do I wonder why I have a weight problem?!  
We are a blessed bunch in this country.
Traci

madcobug said...

I remember my Mother saying they used to eat cornbread for breakfast. I don't know if they had anythuing to go with it or not. I was thinking maybe a glass of milk or maybe buttered cornbread because I think they had a cow most of the time. I remember having a buttered biscuit and sorghum syrup a lot of mornings and that was all. I still like them too. My Grand dad had his own syrup mill. Helen

randlprysock said...

Yes we are truly blessed in this country!!  
Lisa

breakaway1968 said...

OMG we had lard and sugar sandwiches!  lol  We thought it was a treat...did that mean we didn't have much money??  HA I would have never known.  I guess when your raised poor you don't know the difference.  

fowfies said...

This is so sad, inconcievable in our land of plenty. 2 cups of rice is 50 cents? Here you can buy a big bag of rice at Walmart, great value brand, for like a dollar. They really need some sort of aid there.

helmswondermom said...

Very, VERY sad.
Lori

jeff466 said...

I saw that earlier-counting my blessings as I type.  

mutualaide said...

As a child there were times when our family ate butter and sugar sandwiches.  I don't remember thinking much of it until I was older and wiser to the world.  No 'bad' feelings though -- it's just the way it was.  

But dirt?  Dear Lord, please provide those people with something nutricious in their lives.

lmitc89854 said...

I remember when I was about 10, up in Wisconsin, one of my classmates brought her lunch to school, I asked her what it was, and she said it was a lard sandwich. I felt really bad for her after I went home and asked my mother what lard was. Guess it beats dirt anyday.