I've never really given the whole idea of hunger a proper think. I have always had food, mostly good, and often too much. There are probably a handful of occasions when I forgot my lunch money in primary school, but I only really stayed hungry for a few hours before I was back home and slurping down a big bowl of Mum's pimped-up noodle soup. As a college student, I don't earn enough from my part-time/ freelance gigs to always eat at the fanciest places, but I've never had a bad meal thanks to foodie friends and my okay skills in the kitchen. I blush now as I remember how I complained about having to eat sandwiches al desko. I am such a lucky bastard.
A few days ago, I went for an event to raise awareness for Save The Children. It was a gathering of food bloggers and we had a lovely dinner prepared by the River Cafe head chef Danny. Funny though, because the one dish that made the most impact on me was the spoon of ugali we were all made to eat at the start. It was the most bland, flavourless, textureless, colourless thing I have ever eaten- not offensive, but not pleasant nonetheless. But three spoons of the mush that I hurriedly swallowed would have been dinner for a small family in Ethiopia. I felt very small at that moment.
I'm not asking anybody to pull out your credit card or empty your pockets of loose change. I think what the Save The Children people really need right now, is just for enough people to create a big enough noise to get the world leaders at the upcoming G8 summit to listen up and tackle hunger. I don't know how much of a noise I can create with my little blog but I'm giving a shout anyway. You can tweet (#IF) facebook, stamp your feet, whatever. The Big IF event is happening at Hyde Park this Saturday 8 June.
I know I'm just a tiny peanut so here's a very hot David Beckham asking you to do the same: