I have just finished watching a documentary called ‘War Child’. The talk gave a peek into the life of a young man called Emmanuel Jal who was fortunate enough to have escaped the life he lived as a child soldier in Sudan. Growing up I did a bit of fundraising for the Red Cross and the work they do with child soldiers but as I ‘ve grown and become ‘too busy’, my efforts to help others have become pitiful. Note the use of inverted commas on ‘too busy’ because in actual fact I have simply chosen to use my time to do other things. I firmly believe we make time for the things we most value. That said – does that mean I no longer care about the billions of people in the world who are literally fighting to survive daily? Of course not. I think it is because I have become way too obsessed with myself. Living in inner city London I have been brought up in a society where ‘me, my, mine and I’ are very important words. We are taught to put ourselves first. I noticed I am so caught up in myself, I have grown to believe I have very little time for anyone else. That is sad. Yes I do want to be hugely successful but today I was reminded to take a rain check on my priorites. Am I really too busy to help a fellow human being. Do I really not have an hour or so to spare to fundraise or give my time to a cause? I am responsible for my fellow human beings, society and planet. We all are. Nissi.