Chapter response pt 1 Chapter 22

I pause for a moment, aghast at the number of them filling the narrow path.
Before today, I caught only glimpses of the laborers brought in to staff the
palace—always pleasant, clean, groomed to Mother’s satisfaction. Like Binta, I
thought they lived simple lives, safe within the palace walls. I never considered
where they came from, where else they might have ended up,
“Skies…” It’s almost too hard to bear the sight. Mostly, diviners, the laborers
outnumber the villagers by hordes, dressed in nothing but tattered rags. Their
dark skin blisters under the scorching sun, marred by the dirt and sand
seemingly burned into their beings. Each is hardly more than a walking
skeleton.
A message I have seemingly taken from this scene is how Amari finally came to a realization that not everyone was fed by and a silver spoon, and not everyone had or has a great life with their families. This can relate to the real world because, not everyone gets to grow up in a palace with a happy family, and not everyone gets to take a seat and rest for more than half the time most people have to work. I feel that some people also mistakenly grow up thinking that it is normal, and so they might feel different when they see people who aren't as powerful or as rich as they are, and they could take it as a good, sad, or other types of viewpoints.