My dad recently mentioned the idea of adopting a child from Haiti. Since that day, I want to adopt one so bad. My hear drops everytime I think of what those children are going through. I’m sitting here in my nice, warm house, watching tv and on the computer with a full stomach. I have everything i ever need and much, much more. Those poor children in Haiti, as well as children in other third world countried, might have a fraction of what I do. I want to do something. No, I need to do something.