Wednesday, March 21, 2012

The struggles faced in poverty

Jasmine Osuna
March, 21, 2012
PAS 113B
Professor Broadous
The Struggles Faced in Poverty
Almost everyone knows at least one person who is struggling to get by. It is becoming harder for them to afford simple things like food, shelter, and clothes. Poverty in the United States has become an overwhelming issue affecting more people every day. The wealthy are acquiring even more money while those already struggling are sinking deeper into poverty. Debt causes people to give up valuables that they own just to get by each day. Some end up living in their car, motels, and even on streets. This doesn’t only affect them monetarily, but emotionally and physically, causing them to develop psychological issues taking the life out of them. As Bread for the World stated in an article about U.S hunger “We live in the world’s wealthiest nation. Yet 15.1 percent of people living in the United States live in poverty”
A reason why there is poverty is because people find themselves not having enough money. One of these reasons that caused this was the recession that affected the U.S. in 2008. In an article found in the New York Times titled “Job-less Rate Hits 7.2%, a 16-Year High” it states that “the growing army of the unemployed, at 11.1 million, is nearly 50 percent bigger at the start of the recession…the total number of jobs lost in the recession now totals 2.59 million.” Not only was there an excessive amount of jobs lost, but employers had to cut working hours as well. Businesses and corporations fell into a panic and had to reduce payroll in order to survive. For some families income was cut in half, for others income was taken away. According to the Bureau of Labor Statistics, wages and salaries have fallen from 72.6 percent of total compensation. Prices then began to increase and it made it difficult for families to afford simple necessities such as food, clothes, water, adequate health care, child care and other basic expenses. More and more babies are being born every single day. Families continue to grow and it adds more expenses to the family budget. About 820,000 teens become pregnant each year. That means 34 percent of teenagers get pregnant before they turn 20. 79 percent of teens who do get pregnant are unmarried. This is an issue that takes part in poverty. The majority of these teens are left to raise a child on their own and have to deal with expenses such as baby clothes, baby food, formula, and diapers, as well as all things necessary for them. Many people can’t afford expenses like theses so they struggle and reach out to support programs.  But there’s an issue, budget cuts continue to increase as well, making it even harder for people to qualify or afford benefits. “The projected growth in Medicare, Medicaid, and social security is the main cause of America’s looming fiscal crisis”. The government plans to save $41 billion dollars in social security and $200 billion annually, meanwhile this causes more Americans to fall under the poverty line. Straggling families aren’t provided the necessary help needed and it causes them to give up their valuables in order to survive.
Another reason why families struggle to survive is the lack in wise spending and choices. Some families live paycheck to paycheck and they have to stretch every dollar, while other families that make enough misuse their money by spending it on brand names, ticket items, instead of generics, that are of the same quality. A pair of $30 shoes will do the same job as a pair of $150 shoes. There’s no need to misspend on items because of its worth when an inexpensive product will do. The American Dream is glamorized with luxuries and fortunes. The bar is set high for some families to live it. They buy expensive clothes, flashy cars, and are up to date with the latest technology. Those are all material things that aren’t needed to survive, they’re extras. People never have time to fully enjoy those luxuries because they spend their life time working hard in order to pay them off. Another mistake that many people make is the excessive use of credit cards. People live off of credit cards, money that’s not theirs, and on top of it they pay a high interest, therefore they’re never out of debt. The gap between the rich and the poor is drastically widening. “The number of Americans in poverty is a group so large it would take the combined populations of Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, and Texas, Plus Arkansas to match it.” That’s according to the Census Bureau’s latest count of 37 million people below the poverty line. This only weakens our country and our economy and defeats the purpose of “the American Dream”.
A huge issue that the U.S. has been dealing with for a long time now is the increase in hunger throughout the country. Hunger isn’t caused by food scarcity it’s caused by the effect of poverty. The loss of job opportunities and increasing families leaves millions in hunger each day. Fortunately there are various organizations and centers that provide food for those in need.  As a Volunteer at a local food bank there was stacks of donated fruits and vegetables. Each box had to be sorted out from the good and the bad. It was a shame to see that more than half of the food was rotten and had to be thrown away. The food that was good had been mixed with the bad so the bacteria can still cause it to easily rot. That experience was very eye opening because these people in need of food have to settle for what they’re given. They don’t have the choice of choosing the bad fruit from the good, the only choice they have is eat or starve. It shows the appreciation that people should have for what is given to them, poor or not. Driving by the area of the food bank, it was eye catching to see the number of homeless people on the street. They own almost nothing, only as much as their grocery cart can hold, blankets, cans, newspapers and the clothes on their backs. Some have signs that read “Starving would you care to help”.
It is unfortunate how the less privileged face poor living conditions. Compared to developing countries, the U.S. doesn’t have monetary value.  In countries like Mexico every little bit given is valued. From experience there, everything is limited including money and water. Hot showers are limited to the most ten minutes. Some people have never even had a hot shower or can’t take a shower in their own home due to lack of money, so they shower in close rivers or canals. Some can’t afford gas to cook hot meals so they depend on fire wood to cook. To wash their laundry people take long walks to the river carrying bags full of clothes on their heads or on their backs. They rely on all the natural resources available to them to survive. From fruits, vegetables, farm animals, trees, plants, herbs, dirt, water, and anything else that nature offers is put to use. They use natural plants to dye their clothes, animal skin to make belts, shoes and bags, and herbs as homemade remedies.  Jobs are also limited and income sometimes isn’t enough to get by. People grow their own fruits and vegetables and save money for other commodities. The ones who do own large plantations grow various types of vegetables and sell the remains to people and supermarkets. The majority of the people don’t have a guaranteed job. They find quick jobs such as, building a house, fixing a car, painting a house, cutting trees, helping on plantations, etc. Jobs like these may last up to a month, some weeks and others a day or a few hours. In the U.S. there are more jobs available for people than there is in developing countries, but this nation seems to have a different description of struggle. The jobs are available, people just don’t know how to save and branch out to inexpensive items. Since all the resources are practically there the value seems to fade away and is only appreciated in time in need.
If nothing is done as a society and as an individual then the numbers falling under the poverty line will continue to grow. Taking jobs and cutting income in half from employees won’t allow the money to flow. Instead of cutting jobs the government should provide jobs so that money is being distributed and then spent. Prices increase and the money available is limited. People continue to buy because they have no other choice to survive. Meanwhile they’re falling deeper into poverty and debt, and corporations and businesses are rising higher into wealth. The middle class begins to fade, either into high class or low class. This isn’t an issue that should be taken lightly. . Poverty is caused by a domino effect. Jobs are lost, income is decreased, people lose homes and valuables, and hunger increases. This can all be reversed. In order to help this situation as a country, a community, and as an individual everyone should start by doing the simple things such as recycle and conserve all natural resources. Everyone should save water and gas. Don’t let the water run and only use when needed. There’s no need to drive a car everyday unless there’s no other way around. If locations are local people should walk, carpool, or take the bus. People should spend their money wisely. Luxuries are not needed to get by each day; if those expenses were cut people would be saving hundreds of dollars each day.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

What Would You Do?


Jasmine Osuna

PAS 113 B

Feburary 22, 2012

Professor Broadous
What Would You Do?

            The crowd is up on their feet cheering and screaming. There’s ten seconds left on the clock and the score is 72 to 74, Fairfax down by two. Everyone is anxiously waiting to see who makes the next move. Fairfax takes out the ball and the point guard quickly calls out a play. It’s crunch time and they struggle to find an open man. Two seconds left on the clock, Emiliano barely gets open and shoots for the three. The crowd goes wild and everyone jumps on their feet with excitement, Fairfax wins by one with a score of 75 to 74. Emiliano has once again managed to save the team. Around school he’s known for being the biggest jock. Not only is he a star in basketball, but in football as well. He’s always been the one that all the girls want to be with, the one that all the guys want to be like, and the one that everyone knows. Emiliano has this presence that is very charming. He’s athletic, six foot one, is light skinned, has an athletic body, very short hair, and is very attractive. Although he’s a jock, the star athlete of the football and basketball team, he doesn’t fall into the stereotypes of a jock. People love his personality, he’s outgoing, respectful, friendly, trustworthy, upfront, smart, and he’s that friend that you can always count on. Everything seems so picture perfect on the outside, but no one really knows what his life is like on the inside.

            My father is a very wealthy man. I grew up in a nice neighborhood, big house, and had the latest technology, but all those fancy things don’t define my life. The exterior is the complete opposite from the interior. I guess you can say we’ve developed pretty great acting skills because to everyone we’re that perfect family, but behind closed doors we’re everything but a family. Both my parents are alcoholics and can never seem to get along with each other. Every night I fall asleep to the sound yelling and screaming, my father beating my mom, and the sound of her crying. I hate being at home, it’s not a home. It’s not safe for any of us, especially for my little brother and sister. Isaiah and Alina are too young to understand what’s going on, but no child should witness what is seen in this house. Dishes flying across the room, people punching walls, breaking mirrors, it’s a war zone. My father and I don’t get along, we barely even talk. I know my mom loves us but she’s too scared to show affection.  We were never taught or shown how to love but when a child is born they’re not taught to love it’s just something they do. I love my parents regardless I just wish they loved us enough to love each other. Things never get better, they worsen everyday so that’s why I push myself to be the best that I can be so one day I can be in my father’s shoes and be the man that he couldn’t be.

            Senior year has come to an end and graduation is finally here. I’m faced with very important decisions that will affect my future. I was offered two scholarships, one for Oregon State to play football, and one for USC to play basketball. They’re both my passions and are both great schools so I know which ever path I decide to take I’ll be going down the right road. All this excitement has me hyped. It’s finally the big day when I end one chapter of my life and start a new one. I’m dressed in my cap and gown lined up with all my classmates. We start to walk and I can hear the crowd cheering as we make our way into the auditorium. I look up into the crowd and see nothing but cameras flashing, then, I realize my father is nowhere to be found. It brought my excitement down but I’m used to it, after always looking up into the crowd and not seeing any of my family members supporting me. On the bright side I’m glad my mom, little brother and sister were able to make it. I tried to avoid it and not let it get to me, but I felt so angry. I never expected anything from him, but I can’t believe he would miss this. It’s like if I don’t have a father anymore, I hate him! He’s never been there for me and has never supported me in anything that I do. He never fails to ruin such an amazing day. All my excitement is always shut down by him. From my birthdays, to Christmas, to Thanksgiving dinners, he always ruins them. I don’t ever want to speak to him again. All this frustration made me forget of how excited I should be for myself. I took a deep breath and enjoyed what was left of graduation. The principal gives her last speech, we move our tassels from right to left, and she announces the new graduating class of 2011. I have now left all my high school days behind and am moving forward. Normally all the graduates go out to dinner and celebrate the big day with their families and friends, as for me I come home to horrible news.

            My mom receives a phone call from the police informing her that my dad has gotten into a horrible accident and had to be rushed to the hospital. On our way there my mom wouldn’t stop crying. All she kept saying was “It’s all my fault! It’s all my fault!” Nothing I did would calm her down and all I could do was stay strong for her, my little brother and sister. We got to the hospital and we were told we couldn’t see him. Doctors and nurses kept coming in and out of his room. We patiently waited outside for the doctor to call us in. I wanted to know what was going on, I just wanted to know that he was going to be ok. Dr. Stewart approached us and asked to speak to my mom privately. What was the big secret, I wanted to know. As the doctor was telling my mom the details, she dropped to her knees pouring out tears. I ran to her and held her in my arms so tight. Never have I seen my mom that way. The doctor then explained to me what happen. My heart drop and I felt sick to my stomach. My dad had been drinking earlier that and was speeding on the freeway. He hit a car to his right that was entering the freeway. The car he hit flew to the side of the freeway and his car flipped three times to the front. The car was completely demolished. My mom kept blaming herself for what happened; she always blamed herself for my father being unhappy. She said they had been arguing early that morning because he came home late the night before. Things got out of hand and my mom walked out of the house. He pulled her and pushed her back in and told her to stay, that he was leaving not her. Every time my parents argued my dad would leave and end up in a bar or at a friend’s house and drank to take his mind off things.

            We went in to see my dad. He was hooked up to multiple machines, had needles all over his body, had a neck brace on, and his head was wrapped. He was in a coma and had a thirty percent chance to live. I felt like my mom, I blamed myself for the accident. What if this happened because all the terrible things I said? Or because I said I never wanted to speak to him again? I didn’t know what to feel or think. I didn’t know whether to regret everything I said or to be happy because all the abuse was over. But I loved my dad enough to want him to be alive, but hated him for causing so much pain to me and my family. What if it really was my mom’s fault for always fighting with him? If she would have never said anything about the night before would he still be alive? So many things ran through my head. I never wanted anything this extreme to happen.

            The detective walked into the room and asked to speak to us outside. He asked my mom a few questions about my dad and his history. I had walked off to the side to comfort Isaiah and Alina when I heard him mention balloons inside the car. He had also found flowers and a brand new gold chain with a number two charm on it. “Was it someone’s birthday?” he asked. Before my mom could answer I said “No, no it wasn’t, it was my graduation.” I wanted to break down and cry. How could I have said all those horrible things about my father, I have always doubted him but why did I have to doubt him today? He wasn’t as cold hearted as I thought he was. He really did care; he just had a bad way of showing it. I have always wanted that chain, and he got it for me, but I never wanted it to be the last memory I had from him. His lungs gave out and his body shut down, my dad was now a free soul. As much as my parents hated each other, it hurt my mom to see him go the way he did. She regretted everything, but this was a lesson for all of us to never take the ones we love granted because you never know when they’ll be gone.

            As heart breaking as it was I had no choice but to give up both my scholarships and enroll in a community college. I was forced to find a job to support the family. We had to move into a small apartment because my mom never worked and my income wasn’t enough to pay for a huge house. I worked fulltime and attended school fulltime and the pressure to be the man of the house was ridiculous. It wasn’t only about keeping a roof over our heads and fixing a hot plate for dinner every night, I also had to take care of Isaiah and Alina and set a good example for them. I tried my hardest to protect them and keep them from getting hurt when dad was around and my hard work seemed to pay off, however now it was mom who I had to protect them from. Nothing was ever easy growing up, and like I said before things never got better they always worsened. This is just the beginning.