Long before the interwebs I read a magazine article by a guy that had gone to a village in Africa as part of the Peace Corps in the 60s. While there he help the village build a small school house, and get a well and hand pump installed. 25 years later he takes his college grad son to show him what he did when he got out of college. The school house was a pile of rubble, and the women had to walk to the river to get water (again). He asks some of the older villagers that remembered him what happened to the school and the well. They said 'you left'.
Long before the interwebs I read a magazine article by a guy that had gone to a village in Africa as part of the Peace Corps in the 60s. While there he help the village build a small school house, and get a well and hand pump installed. 25 years later he takes his college grad son to show him what he did when he got out of college. The school house was a pile of rubble, and the women had to walk to the river to get water (again). He asks some of the older villagers that remembered him what happened to the school and the well. They said 'you left'.
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