This spring, of 2018, me and my father went to Nepal, and we trekked through the Himalayas for 2 weeks. The himalayas were amazing, the views, the mountains, and the experience especially. I also noticed the people living where we were only visiting. Mostly, the children.
The children in Nepal have chocolate brown skin, that varies from light to dark. Many of them are covered in mud and dirt, from working or playing. They look like they get enough to eat, but they surely don’t get too many treats. The kids, and in general the people in Nepal, are over all shorter than people in NY. My father, a photographer (email@example.com) took pictures of them along the way, and they have a completely different way of life than we do, than I do. Sometimes, when he tried to take a picture of them, they would shake their heads no at him, and he would stop. However, more often than not, the young girls and boys, and sometimes teenagers, would stop what they were doing, and turn to smile at him for a picture.
Some were shy, though those who weren’t requested to see the pictures he took of them. He showed them, and they would laugh in delight. They liked the buttons, and the high tech equipment. I noticed how many of them would ask politely, after my dad took their picture, if we had chocolate that we could give them.
The first few days, we said no, because our chocolate was buried underneath many things in our bags. After I kept noticing this, one day while we were preparing to leave the lodge for that days trek, I put the chocolate near the top of the bag, so that day, we handed out pieces of chocolate to some of the kids, and when we gave a piece to them, they smiled and looked all excited. Most of them said thank you to us, in a heavy accent, then ran away, while others simply smiled shyly and took it from our hands.
One encounter We were at the very end of our trip, and we had ten minutes left until we reached our hotel. It was around 5:30 PM, and it had been a long trek that day. We were walking into Namche Bazar, for the second time, as we were on our way back from Gokyo. There are a bunch of steps leading into the village, and before them, there is a path by the school and some houses. Passing one of these houses, there are two young kids, one boy and girl, playing together next to the steps of a shop, where above that was probably their house. Their dad was sitting on the steps, watching them with a smile on his face.
For their game, they were picking up litter from the floor, like beer bottles, soda cans, and water bottles left there by trekkers walking by. They were setting 10 of them up like bowling pins would be set up, and then rolling a teared up tennis ball toward them to knock them over. The boy would set them up, and the girl would roll the ball, then the girl would set them up and the boy would roll. We watched them, and when we walked by, my dad asked their dad if he could take a picture, then asked them.
When we walked away, I told my dad, “that’s the best thing I’ve seen on this trip.” I don’t think it is the best, but I did mean it at that moment. The reason I thought this was because it made me realize something. Really realize. Every single person has their own way of looking at things.
I have a pretty strong opinion against littering, and in general anything that harms nature. I’m so against plastic and trash, and it was interesting to see how these kids used it.
I knew that these kids, actually, they were more toddlers, had no idea of the effects of garbage all over the earth. They were just two siblings who wanted to play. They saw these cans and bottles, and they saw the ball, and for them, that was the makings of a fun game. It was interesting to think of how we both looked at the same thing. To me, that trash on the floor of nature was horrible, while they look at it with imagination, something to create a game out of.
I compared it to New York, America, and so many other places in the world where kids have toys bought for them, handed to them. These kids saw what was in front of them. Garbage to me, but to them, it was material for a game. And I thought that was beautiful.