Saturday, April 10, 2010

Weekend Without Shoes: Day 2-3

I was unable to get to the computer on Friday, so I'm combining days two and three into one blog. I could very easily sum up the last two days in one word. Painful. You never realize how much texture there is to everything until you walk on it with blisters. I'll admit, it's made me a little apprehensive about leaving the house.

Taking a shower has been tough. The texture on the shower floor is made to draw water toward the drain and it's harsh. Then the tile floor doesn't offer any cushion... I'm complaining about the surfaces in my nice house; imagine walking on dirt.

The main thing I want to point out is how much people expect a pair of shoes. I went to the grocery store with my sister and while I waited for her to get a cart, a woman walked by me and very blatantly stared at my feet, silently judging. The thing that really got me confused about that situation is that this woman was wearing sandals. The only difference was that she had a thin piece of foam under foot, yet she was so... Almost angry that I didn't have anything. This illustrates a point I've been making the whole time: something people expect and demand here, simply isn't available other places. It's heartbreaking.

Saturday has been a bit easier, I can tell my feet have healed quite a bit. That's not to say it doesn't suck. Every step I take I can feel that loose skin moving and pulling more skin apart forming bigger blisters. I can't imagine dealing with that for miles and miles every day. Especially in the heat... I helped move some firewood off the porch and standing on the sun-soaked concrete made me dance. Not the good kind. More of a pee-pee dance. I could take a break from it, step into the shade for a few seconds. I notice I've been babying my feet and I really feel for these kids who have to be constantly aware of every single pebble, not being able to put their feet anywhere comfortable...

I'm going to talk about this more first hand for day four. My brother-in-law, Devon, grew up in the slums of Jamaica with no shoes. Hoping to get some info out of him.

2 comments:

  1. only a day left! Keep it up! I think it's great of you to get a perspective first hand of how other people live..even if it is only for a couple of days.

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  2. Great post Tyler. Shoes are surely something we take for granted. I do love my flip flops. We are so blessed to live in a place where for a buck we can buy protection for our feet. Keep it up, it's a great cause! Love You!

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