tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31703632.post3979502203269416221..comments2023-10-28T08:22:14.878-05:00Comments on Life Every Day: Clothes and Coke.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719413019235180201noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31703632.post-19316469383331772892011-04-09T13:28:19.130-05:002011-04-09T13:28:19.130-05:00The t-shirts are bizarre, aren't they? I like...The t-shirts are bizarre, aren't they? I like the ones that say something like, "My parents went to Myrtle Beach and all I got was this lousy t-shirt," knowing good and well that their parents have probably never left their village, much less been to Myrtle Beach, and that they are probably pretty grateful for that "lousy" t-shirt. The sad part is that some of the stuff that is sold in the market was actually donated, then the governments turn around and sell them to a middleman, who hikes up the price and sells it in the market. In Sierra Leone, in the 80s, we would see people selling rice by the cupful out of crates that were stamped, "donated by the U.S.A."Lisahttp://atypicalmissionaryfamily.comnoreply@blogger.com