I had no idea when I started this that every paper I’ve read, all the theories I’ve heard, all the academia surrounding poverty could be summed up by one utensil. By that fateful $1.50 at Dollar General. The issues of competition, or investment in the future and risk, of uncertainty, all of it is has been demonstrated to me now.
By a Can Opener.
Each year we take the Challenge we can get bagels from Einstein’s dumpster. Every year participants are able to feed themselves largely off of this ”harvest” as mentioned in previous posts. Well, knowing this, I counted on it when buying my groceries for the week. I eagerly reminded those I shopped with to remember that the loaf of bread they were buying is unnecessary, we have bread for the week! More importantly, I allotted an enormous amount of my budget, $1.50, towards a can opener. I have so much to say about this can opener that I cannot put it all in one post.
Now that is something I never thought I would say. Who knew I would ever have this much passion about any appliance.
The most pressing issue with this particular choice of budget though, is my hunger. By investing in a can opener I was relying on the uncertaintyof having bagels. I invested in higher quality food, vegetables and even a can of tuna, which could only be accessed by also investing in this can opener, and I did so willingly. I did this because, naturally, our normal source of food which has served Challenge Participants at UMW for years would be there again. I took a risk (albeit unthinkingly) and put the tiny money I had towards a tool which would increase my nutrition level and serve the entire community well.
Now, I’m hungry. As I opened my last can of greenbeans at 9am, with two days to go, I realized what all those papers meant when they talked about why many of the very poor do not invest in “better” options. I certainly wish that I had ignored the slightly healthier options and bought more affordable, immediately satisfying foods. I gave up some of my ability to consume today to put money towards the future, but the future is a risky thing and this time it did not end in reward.
As I write this I realize there may be bagels out at the Shanty Town, right now. Wish me luck, hopefully tomorrow will not be as hard as it is looking right now.