Thomas’s story is a common one amongst Ugandan children, although his has a happy ending at least.
I learned that the similarities in people tend to outnumber the differences.
I was torn between being heart-broken by harsh realities, and questioning the repercussions (and practicalities, or lack thereof) of such a strong attachment to the past.
I guess it is fair for an American student to come back from a third world country with a self-righteous, questioning attitude towards the materialistic, trifling mentality that makes up American culture.