How people are...

Yesterday I talked to two guys that I know quite well...
Both had such mindblowing stories...

One was wanted by the police, he told me, for having relationships with a minor girl.
He is 19.
The father of the 15 year old girl pressed charges at the police and called our guy at work telling him off.
But while he was supposedly with the girl, he was at work, just outside of town, far away from the girl!
Later, he withdrew his accusation, when it turned out that the guy's sister had borrowed the girls phone to call her brother.
Then, it turned out that a 35 year old guy had been having his way with the young girl.
But the father didn't press charges against him, because that guy had money.
Are these double standards or what!

Another guy whom will start working for us in a couple of months told us the story of his life.
I kind of knew the story already, and therefore, I respected him so much.
His mother threw him out when he was a young boy because she had a new lover whom had no interest in raising somebody elses kid.
He survived by selling chewing gum and shining shoes.
Luckily, he never ever got involved with glue or drugs, like most of the street kids.
That's why I respect him so much.
Later, when he was old enough to work, he moved in with his grandmother and started to take care of her.
He made sure her utility bills were paid and there was food on the table.
He's been doing that for the last 12 years now, and he's hardly 20!
Now that the grandmother is very sick and very old (in her 90's) and she weighs almost 200Kilos, suddenly the mother turns up again to take care of her mother.
It is obvious for everybody what she really wants...
I do hope that the grandmother will take good care of the grandson, like he has done for her most of his young life.
It will be great to have him work for us.
I do think that just because somebody was a streetkid, they don't deserve a chance in life.

A couple of years ago, we had a group of people whom all were very interested in learning English.
There were more than enough to have them make a special class with only our group.
And they all loved the opportunity they were given.
All did their very best to make their homework and attend all classes.
After a couple of months, the principle of the school called me up to ask me to hire his ex-students instead of the people that had been working for us for over three years.
I couldn't believe what I heard!

He said: Our students are all lawyers, accountants, professionals desperately looking for work.
They are a lot more presentable than the people working for you now.
I was in awe... .I told him: so... just because our guys are from poor families, you are saying that they don't deserve a chance or a break?
Our workers have been here for three years.
Most businesses are constantly looking for new people every week.
Doesn't that tell you something?
Our guests like to see the same faces when they return.
They are clean, honest and hard working people, so why should I get rid of them!

Well... his reaction was to ban them from his school.
If I wasn't going to hire his people, he wasn't going to teach my workers and some other friends!
I went over there to talk about it, or at least get a refund for the rest of the tutoring money.
But to no avail.

The thing that struck me most, was that he was not Nicaraguan, but North American.

Sometimes it surprises me how people are...
We probably can't change them, but we can make a change by not being like them!