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Writer's pictureSamantha Timbol

Comfort in a Cup

We lodge in a world where one side is greener than the other, and what creates this contrast is poverty and wealth. Words that we sometimes don’t want to put side by side or even hear. I’m no economist, but I can fully perceive the devastating values of these two words that bring into a person’s life. Thus by the title of this article, you can merely tell that I’m going to use a metaphor in order to pursue a brighter understanding of poverty and wealth. This is because I think with all that is happening in the world lately, it has been behind the shadows and no longer in the spotlight.


But put aside the words poverty and wealth, let’s use improficiency and comfortability. And as for the metaphor I have yet to mention, imagine heating water right this moment for a cup of hot noodles. Ironic that for some this is just a comforting scene for a rainy cold day; to give you warmth but not to really suffice a stomach’s need for a meal. Though on the inverted side of this, a single cup of hot noodles either can’t be bought or even wished upon. You see, that is what brings a difference in this dear old world. Improficiency to solely explain that not all have access to a cup of noodles, and the comfortability for the side that is greener or better off. It wouldn’t matter if they’re hungry; they just can’t afford one. And we get to have different types of comfort, but not everyone even gets to have at least one way of comfort. Economists measure poverty and wealth in several ways. The three most common measures are income, assets, and socioeconomic metrics. Socioeconomic metrics are a theoretical construct encompassing an individual with a household and/or community access to resources.


It is commonly conceptualized as a combination of economic, social, and work status measured by income, education, and occupation respectively. This is the professional outlook, but for a young writer, I find it more than just that. I see more than with my eyes but with my heart. And don’t get me wrong, I enjoy a cup of hot noodles. But that’s because I get to have it often. I genuinely feel devastated for the other side that isn’t greener—just full of hunger.

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