“I’m starving!” wail my kids when I’m taking too long with dinner. Funny, it also happens whenever we pass McDonald’s. Uncanny how our driving routes so often align with their peak periods of famishment.
Like my own parents did with me, I echo the familiar parental refrain: “You don’t know what starving is.” For indeed, they have no idea. Very few Canadians do.
Even in my work with World Vision, “starving” is a word you don’t hear too often. “Malnourished,” for certain, or even “acutely malnourished,” and both are extremely serious. Children can be stunted for a lifetime — both physically and mentally — if they don’t receive the right foods at the right time.