My thirteen-year-old granddaughter, Jazmine, volunteered with our church to minister to the homeless in Portland, Oregon. She arrived at the church with three suitcases--one entire suitcase contained her hair products and make-up. The church limited her to two suitcases and it was horrible for her to have to choose which two. The next thing I heard sent shivers down my spine: Jazmine had to relinquish her cell phone. They might as well have ripped off her right arm! Then yesterday, in an effort to teach her what it means to be homeless, the Portland church sent Jazmine and her fellow helpers onto the streets with one change of clothes, a single dollar bill, a pillow, and a sleeping bag. Last night Jazmine phoned her mother and said, “Mom, oh, Mom, you won’t believe this. I ate lunch in a soup kitchen.” I think my sweet baby girl is learning far more than she ever anticipated.
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Dorothy
I live in Ohio, where cell phones don't work unless you are in town. Yep, some of us are still out there. We have good neighbors, if you break down you don't have to call for help, usually the next passerby stops to help. I do have a cell phone that I use when traveling to Cincinnati. I hate the traffic and worry I'll break down and not have help anywhere around.
My kids go to school in town but none of them have ever used or taken a cell phone with them to school or have owned one living at home. I don't buy them as gifts and don't supply them with minutes or plans. If they want one they have to afford it.
Debbie, it may surprise you to know that some of my neighbors, heat with woodstoves or fireplaces, use outhouses, and use water wells. It's not as primitive as one would think and much more affordable I'm sure.
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