I baked cup cakes for my Inidan maid, Sanjana on her birthday. She cried as our family sang "Happy Birthday" to her. I asked her why the tears, she said that her family has never celebrated her birthday before like this, with cake and a song. She was very touched.
What caused me to write today is my darling little piano student Sophie. Sophie is a petite, ten year old Indian girl. I teach her piano lessons on Saturday mornings. Her family can't afford the piano lessons, so I don't charge them, because why should I? I don't need the income, and she has talent. Why let it go to waste? I love Sophie because she learns quickly, has an obvious talent and understanding musically, and wants to learn. I was touched however, when her father told me that it was her birthday on Friday, but he could not buy her a birthday cake due to lack of funds. I was so sad to hear that...because whipping up a birthday cake is so easy for me. I could have done that for her so easily. Isn't that amazing how we live in our homes, we have ovens, and microwaves and all the conveniences of a kitchen, and we forget how the other 95 percent of the world lives....with out ovens and microwaves. They are lucky to have a gas stove, and often struggle to cover the purchase of a gas tank each month. Those who can't afford that, gather wood and cook over an open fire. Yes...they still do that. Here in India. I am sure they do that in many other parts of the world making it difficult to even imagine making birthday cakes for their children. So....next time you have your cake and eat it too. Think of the many, who don't have their cake, and will not eat it too.