I just watched the film The Girl in the Café and am overwhelmed by emotion.
To introduce the audience to the inner workings of the 2005 G8 summit, we follow the oftentimes awkward romance of Gina and Lawrence. After just a few dates, Lawrence, a minister of finance in the British government, invites Gina to accompany him to the G8 conference in
Labeled a trouble maker for asking too many questions, Gina's one-woman protest comes to a head as she confronts the Prime Minister with an emotional plea to be a leader who cares and can do something about world poverty. In her cry for help, she reminds the power players of the world that every parent must feel for their child what we all feel for our children. That though we do not know these people personally, we all understand the pain and suffering that comes from the inability to stop the disease that takes your child’s life. She snaps her fingers – every three seconds a child dies.
As the credits roll, the music fades and only the sound of a snap, every three seconds.
I feel sick to my stomach, anger, unable to sit still, unable to watch passively any longer. The overwhelming number of 30,000 children dying every day is easier to disregard than the snap of a finger every few seconds. The snap of a finger, a gesture of ease and disregard.
I know this feeling and passion will fade, but I must make permanent changes in my own daily life to help. What can I do?
"Recognize that the world is hungry for action, not words. Act with courage and vision. …Sometime it falls upon a generation to be great. You can be that great generation. Let your greatness blossom." – Nelson Mandela