"Being Homeless is not a crime."
It suprised me how fast it can go when you have no money to pay things, I was so lucky that Humanitas took me, otherwise I who'd have lived on the street. Can you imagine? I couldn't! Me living on the street? Are you kidding me? Aswell my first counselor talked about it, "What are you going to do when Humanitas doesn't take you, did you thought about living on the street?" And he was serious! It might sounded like a joke but he wasn't joking. When I thought about it then I had to swallow a few times and take a few time a deep breath. When I think about it now, I can say I was vey lucky!
While being here you hear all kind of stories of the residents, how they lived there lives before Humanitas and how they came here. I can compare with a few of them. The 'girlfriend broke up with me' story you hear alot here, but you here aswell other stories. The 'being poor' story
is a good one too here. When your living your life well, even when you have it though but still have your home and perhaps your parents, or perhaps your Family, you don't think of being homeless or homeless people. You might have red about homeless people or perhaps saw it on TV, just like I saw it on TV and red about it. It's different when you see it in real life, or you hear there stories.
Next to the Humanitas building there is a little place for other homeless people, these homeless people live on the street. They come in the morning for a breakfast and a coffee or a tea, and then they have to go, back to the street. In the evening they can come back for a sleep in one of the rooms. It's all a choice what they can do, they don't have to sleep there or they don't have to eat there. Some of the homeless people have a breakfast there and they leave and there not comming back untill the next breakfast. And some don't even come cause they are use to there life living on the street, that's hard to imagine but it is like that. We have a resident living here at Humanitas and he lived his life for more then 20 years on the street. He still isn't able to do his daily things, like making a coffee in the morning or talk and communicate with other residents, or perhaps cleaning his own belongings. He just doesn't know this, cause he never had too.
It's sometimes amazing to hear such people talk about there lifes, I see such people alot with the free dinner. They sleep outside, and live on the street in the daytime. Sometimes they look so normal, ofcource you regonize them with the tons of packed bags, all there belongings stuffed in it. Sometimes on there bikes and sometimes just walking. It amazes me how easy they take there situation and just don't complain about little things. It makes me think aswell, also it makes you realize that others or myself shouldn't complain too. I don't need much to live a happy life, but I realized that you can't do without money. I don't have to be rich, but just to come around that's enough for me.
This day was good, not much news, but okay. I had a long nap! Woohoo, I slept more then two and a half hours. I did my grocery early in the morning, so I could have my (long) nap in the afternoon. Ofcource Ricardo came along after school, his Dad was gone for a little while and was worried, I sat with him and calmed him. After calming him his Dad arrived in ten minutes, he brought Ricardo's little brother home from school. Ricardo's little brother has turned 3 today, it's his Birthday.
Ricardo made something for him at school and I bought a little thing too, but it wasn't enough. Ricardo wanted to buy one thing more and I had to come. (ofcource) I was prepaired, I just woke up from my long nap. I was suprised that this time Ricardo didn't thought about himself but now he thought about his little brother. Way to go Ricardo!
