I saw two recent posts on Facebook that got me thinking today. First,our friends Donna & Enrique posted this today and I’m glad they did, because it’s something I’ve neglected to mention about living in Belize.
This is so true, of so many Belizean families we’ve met or even just observed: Truly some of the friendliest, tidiest kids I have ever seen. And not just here locally – it seems the rule all over the country, including even some of the poorest villages we’ve encountered in our travels: Belizean kids are almost always well-dressed, well-behaved, and well-spoken.
And that’s especially impressive with a family like this one where there’s a lot of mouths to feed, bodies to dress, and personalities to nurture (as third youngest of nine siblings, I may have a better sense than most about that).
Especially when you consider that the average Belizean villager probably makes between $2,000-$3,000 a year (yes, a year) – and typically they earn that pay, often with long hours at physical jobs that most of us would not want to do. In addition, many families have land that (in their free time) they farm for fruits and vegetables, and/or poultry or livestock to maintain.
So life may not be easy, and these families may not always have what they want; but I’ll bet they find ways to always have what they need, and they seem happier with a simple life than so many of us with our complicated ones.
The other post was by our daughter’s friends, who shall remain nameless (and not picking on you, K & P, this was funny to read but does make my point):
Traveling / experiencing another culture is definitely mind-opening, in much the same way as our brief experience living off the grid was. I’m convinced both should be a requirement for every American at some point in their lives.
It really is one of the gifts of this experience, that I can appreciate so much, so much more these days (and in that spirit, thanks for the photo swipes below to The Bamboo Chicken Farm (top) and Maya Ventures (bottom).