When I see or hear about the genocide in Sudan, it makes me feel blessed to live in America. I believe we are all guilty of taking things for granted, from big things such as our governmental leaders, to small things such as what we're going to eat for dinner. Do we even realize how fortunate we are to be able to go to sleep at night, and know we are going to wake up in the morning? I cannot imagine the fear and sadness that dwells in the region of Sudan. My heart really goes out to the people, but does my “American” mind really understand the pain they are going through? Even in the smallest way? I don’t think I have the slightest idea.
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