From time to time you hear about the 4 day work week. Proponents of it point to our increased productivity and stress. Detractors point out things such as our wages already being too low and people working two or even three jobs to get by. Some even think it a simple case of lazy people wanting to get by doing less work. As a long time freelancer I have a different view. I have long wanted to write about this, but today I had a bit of an epiphany which inspired me to write about it.
We went to Times Square, Union Square and Broadway in Brooklyn to explain Wandering Aid and our My NY Needs project to strangers in less than 30 seconds.
My NY Needs is an initiative to make resources more available to people who need them.
Resources can be food, clothing, short-term housing such as shelters, long-term housing, job services, medical and more.
I walk out into the night of Yangon, Myanmar (Burma) to an outdoor corner restaurant which pops up at dusk and disappears by dawn. The night is dark, scattered with red and orange lights from cars and the few remaining open shops. Tables full of food jut out into the street nearly into traffic while smaller plastic tables and chairs occupy the space between it and the sidewalk. As I approach, two old men wave me to their table. I join them and they offer me coffee and a cigarette. They speak only a few words of English and I speak even less Burmese. Somehow, over coffee, tea and cigarettes, we manage. I gather one owns the corner store and his son is there working it. He gathers that I am a photographer staying in the nearby hotel. Occasionally I smile at the girl working the table. She beams back. I venture a photo of the scene and she ducks out of sight. So we sip and smoke, the two old men and I, and smile together. The mix of curry, smoke and gasoline whisper around the glow of flames and headlights. The grey haired man calls a small boy over to refill the teapot and I switch from coffee to tea. We sip. I notice that I am the only foreigner to be seen. Eventually it is time for the men to go. They pay, insisting despite my protestations on paying for me as well, and I bid them goodnight.
Saturday, January 6, 2018
Dear Friends and Family,
The cofounders of Wandering Aid would like to welcome you into the New Year! While 2017 was a year of planning and ideas, 2018 is a year of execution on them, beginning with bringing life to our first project.