The great divide called Wessels Street

This is an images of some of the food we could serve at the temporary shelter.It’s one of THOSE mornings, I can almost imagine smelling the rain as I parked my car on the side walk next to the church. Just across the road I’m shadowed by this glamorous 5 star hotel.  A world of luxury and total opulence.  A world where one can have your cappuccino sprinkled with cinnamon dust and crystalized sugar sticks to stir your cup just the way you want it.  A world of butter and 18 carat croissants.  Suddenly I’m nauseated by this picture.

You see, today I’m here at the church hall to help serve moms and their children that were evicted by the city council from their homes in Schubartpark.  Yes, their homes are unsafe, but to be tossed out onto the street is inhumane!  One of the moms are standing patiently waiting her turn to have access to the tea and a few slices of bread for her and her little one called Joseph.  This little boy only 8 months old smiles, he smiles while his mom’s eyes tell the story of uncertainty.  He smiles because he is safe, his home is in the arms of his mommy.  The question immediately pops in my head:  Who’s arms are open to the mom then?  Is it the church who offered to take all these people who are destitute in?  Is it the arms of the people who donated and came to serve, treat and talk to those who are in need a willing ear?

One thing is certain, this colossal pearl across the road have yet to open her arms to the community in need, the poor on her stoep so to speak.  Wessels street have truly today became the great divide between the destitute and the affluent.  Two words separated by 10 meters of tar.  Today it will probably rain, the guests of this great hotel will go on as usual.  Another day another cappuccino.  The mom’s will be cared for until the weekend at least. Those who are out on the side walks of Schubartpark with the little they could move with them, will be showered, not with love, or applause or butter and croissants, but by the rain.

One thought on “The great divide called Wessels Street

  1. Ai Thinus, you are painting a picture that is so clear. A picture that many will not understand (because donating food or money is the closest to this situation they will ever get) and that many do not want to understand
    or relate to because it will probably threaten their sheltered existence. I am, however, amazed at how willing people are to give – and we are thankful for that, because there is most definitely an urgent need.

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