Middle of the Night Doubts
G’s Journal—i-ACT4 Day 2
Am I naïve in wanting to have an impact on how the world (yeah, the big, whole-wide, world) responds to genocide? Writing that question out and saying it “out-loud” in my head, the answer just has to be yes. Am I arrogant enough to believe that I have that kind of power? Believe me, I go through times of fairly intense soul-aches and insecurities. Maybe they do tend to come late at night and when I’m on the beyond-tired side. I’ve been a quiet, and many would say, introverted guy, who would rather read a good Gabriel Garcia Marquez novel that hang out with lots of people. How did I end up here, writing to you, talking on video, wanting to create community between hundreds, or thousands, and wishing for millions on different sides of the planet?
My son, who shares the same nickname with the great writer I mentioned above—Gabo, somehow, at the age of four, completely connected with little Leila, the beautiful refugee girl we met last year. Gabo wants me to bring her home*. He also tells me that, when he grows up, he wants to write, as he always sees me in the computer, and speak on the microphone at Darfur events, “to help the children in Africa,” just as his papi does. I believe him.
As for me, I want to stay naïve. I would want for Gabo to be able to work on helping the children in Africa and other parts of the world to be even happier, not just helping to keep them alive. I’ll give it my best.
* I won’t! Don’t worry! I do not work for Zoe’s Arc.