This evening Balu and I decided, lovely warm evening and all, to make the five minute walk up to town for dinner. We don't usually venture on foot up to Southmall after 6ish but it was a good night for it. As we dawdled along we realised just how shabby and tired looking everything was. New tagging on the newly upgraded rail path, filthy garbage dumped along the line, general rubbish in all the gutters, the shops which look straight out of some third world country. Then to top it off a young girl wandered past - she couldn't have been older than 9 - and she says " you got a spare two dollars?" I said No (because I didn't) but thought to myself hell, when did Manurewa turn into Suva? (Or any other such place where you'd see kids begging in the streets.
I've lost count of the number of times I've been asked, randomly in the street in Rewa, "excuse me ma'am, but could you give two dollars for a train fare?" (Always by youths, and at least they're usually polite- until you say Sorry I have no cash at all on me). This is now the second time a kid under ten, with no adult anywhere near in sight, has approached me asking/begging for money.
I honestly felt tonight I was walking through some slum or ghetto, not the city I've lived in for over thirty years!!
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