It was last night, one of those winter nights that ended with a brilliant sunset. James was alone at home, had done nothing special, sitting comfortably on the sofa, looking every now and then to the laptop and wondered what he because could still do so was made, which would line maybe, because if he had wanted only.
Taja, as he sat, and while he hinsinnierte since so right, announced suddenly an unfamiliar voice. A male was, as he reported.
The voice said in a low tone: "Hey James, old saddle deer, do not you know who I am?"
James immediately said no and asked puzzled what he wanted of him where he even came here and where he is because he could see no one.
"This is your conscience, James, your good things!" When James heard that, he almost fell off the sofa believed to still in luck, and a conscience, why, what was his was all right. Being himself so far unknown, but went on to say Talking conscience.
"So James, now listen to me sometimes too well. I am responsible not only for you, because even any small chicken thief has as one of them. And today I announce myself to you because I think you might have forgotten what day tomorrow is. The Welthungertag is declared for tomorrow. A useless in itself call for all the can to hungry people, for this mess to stop nobody. Still, James realize you well and think of it always, how many people in this world have to die every day because they do not even have a handful of rice to survive. You know that all rich countries of the world have no real interest to help. And because you are the knowledgeable, James, you do something. Do some stuff do, but it, too! "
James really was amazed at what he has been since taken to his ears, was about to reply, but his voice, his conscience was no longer there. And he saw these words not as a criticism, but as a reminder of the appalling suffering of the people, especially the many of the children, yes, that was probably it. And sure enough it was.
What use once a year, such a call, one of those, the next day of most is already forgotten. He also made himself not worry about it because he has every day anyway, since many Years.
Taja, as he sat, and while he hinsinnierte since so right, announced suddenly an unfamiliar voice. A male was, as he reported.
The voice said in a low tone: "Hey James, old saddle deer, do not you know who I am?"
James immediately said no and asked puzzled what he wanted of him where he even came here and where he is because he could see no one.
"This is your conscience, James, your good things!" When James heard that, he almost fell off the sofa believed to still in luck, and a conscience, why, what was his was all right. Being himself so far unknown, but went on to say Talking conscience.
"So James, now listen to me sometimes too well. I am responsible not only for you, because even any small chicken thief has as one of them. And today I announce myself to you because I think you might have forgotten what day tomorrow is. The Welthungertag is declared for tomorrow. A useless in itself call for all the can to hungry people, for this mess to stop nobody. Still, James realize you well and think of it always, how many people in this world have to die every day because they do not even have a handful of rice to survive. You know that all rich countries of the world have no real interest to help. And because you are the knowledgeable, James, you do something. Do some stuff do, but it, too! "
James really was amazed at what he has been since taken to his ears, was about to reply, but his voice, his conscience was no longer there. And he saw these words not as a criticism, but as a reminder of the appalling suffering of the people, especially the many of the children, yes, that was probably it. And sure enough it was.
What use once a year, such a call, one of those, the next day of most is already forgotten. He also made himself not worry about it because he has every day anyway, since many Years.
is Welthungertag every day - more than 1 billion people go hungry every day ...
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