Tuesday, November 3, 2009
I decided not to buy Eyobe’s PSP anymore even though he’s selling it really cheap. I realized, after having it for a week, that I haven’t really used it a whole lot and I just feel guilty every time I do. I don’t want to waste my time playing games.
So I dropped by his dorm to leave his PSP and I bump into his roommate, Tetsuya. So Tetsuya invites me to watch this Watoto children’s choir since he has an extra ticket and it’s a waste to not be able to use it. They’re a choir from Africa, and they sing gospel music.
I smiled (not snickered, mind you).
I love the fact that they have loads of hope. But really. I don’t think that they represent the African children. Not only are they able to travel, they are probably fed well and get their good night’s sleep. They may have had led horrible lives, but now they don’t. I don’t know. Maybe these kinds of shows are necessary for people to feel good about themselves. It’s just that, I hate that it feels like it’s just a front. I hate people who go there and think that somehow, they made it all better by attending that kind of benefit concert.
I don’t mean everyone, okay? The act of generalizing means being ignorant, in my book. It’s just that, a large number of them probably don’t look beyond the benefit concert. Meh. I’m babbling. It’s a good thing that this isn’t really written for people to understand.
But yeah, a couple of months ago, I told a friend of mine that I wanted to become a doctor and go on medical missions. I think my mom had that same dream a long time ago.
And after the concert, we got to get together with Park (Korean) and Karin (Japanese). After which, we saw Professor Matsuhada (?) and his friend, Hishikawa, who turned out to be a Japanese senator’s secretary. Oooh. He even gave us his calling card and everything.
Hishikawa and the professor treated all of us to dinner.
So all in all, I’m pretty lucky to have been invited.