Story and photo by Ella Ehlers<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As I was sitting outside a small bakery in Arles with some friends, the remains of our lunch scattered around us, when a small boy approached our group and caught our attention. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The boy looked to be around 7 years old, but his clothing looked a lot older. He was wearing ripped-up shorts and a gray T-shirt with gashes through the fabric. His hair was shaggy, and he had dirt smudged all over his face. I was instantly hit with a wave of sadness after seeing the state this young boy was in. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
He looked up at us and softly asked for some coins for a pastry. I was too stunned to speak, but quickly turned to my wallet and started digging for coins. I could feel the boy’s eyes looking at me, making me hope I could find some spare change. I snatched a few euros to give him and my friends chipped in too. We ended up collecting enough for him to buy some food. The boy’s eyes started to glow, and he smiled ear to ear as he thanked us for the coins and quickly scurried into the bakery. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
As the boy walked away I was filled with a wave of relief, knowing that he could buy something to eat. But I was quickly taken back to a dark place, knowing there are children fighting hunger and homelessness every day. Then the boy came out of the bakery with a bag in his hand. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
He sat down at the table right beside us and quickly gobbled down the sandwich. It seemed like this was the first time he had eaten in a while, which made me upset. From the way the boy was eating, it seemed like he didn\u2019t know how or when he would get his next meal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As the boy was leaving, he said, \u201cMerci, mes dames,\u201d and rode away on his rusty bike.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was left with a pit in my stomach and many unanswered questions. I wondered where his parents were and how he could be left alone at such a young age. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
After this interaction, I feel grateful to have grown up in a family that was able to financially support me, and I feel deeply sorry for the children who aren\u2019t sure if they will eat every day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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