I don’t know what to do with the beggers.
I am fortunate that my apartment is within about 4 blocks of 2 good groceries, 2 or 3 convenience stores, 2 hardware stores, multiple clothing outlets, and a good office supply place. The school is only about a mile. I walk unless I need the truck for some special purpose.
If I decide to walk to Ace Hardware, I will pass beggers. Some days one or two, some days as many as 6 or 8.
Especially if I make eye contact, it starts out with, “Sir. Sir.” If I make no response or if I continue the eye contact there will be a request for money, “A dolla to buy some wata, sir?” I usually just shake my head and keep walking. I have only given twice, once to a man who sits in a wheel chair in the same place every day by Brodies grocery store.
I will admit to two visceral responses. One is a little bit of anger when I realize that I was targeted because I’m white. The begger has not called to any Belizeans, but he saw me coming a mile away. The other is a prick of my conscience when I hear a voice saying, “If you have done it to one of the least of these my brethren, you have done it to me.”