On my 6th birthday, I remember being surrounded by gifts that could make me feel like a princess. Then the next thing I remember my parents gave me a picture of a girl named Jasmine. She wore a red dress wrapped around her lean, dark-skinned body. My parents explained to me that she was born in Bangladesh on the same date as me, but because her parents were too poor to give her a birthday present. When I asked why they were so poor, my parents said it was because of a cyclone that destroyed their home and community. So they suggested a brilliant idea to help him: we became his family of sponsors through World Vision. Since then, every birthday, my parents and I would go and buy my gift and his gift, which made me feel good to help someone, but I always wondered why his family was still poor and still had no money. house after all. these years since the disaster? Humanitarian aid. It “represents a commitment to supporting vulnerable host populations who have experienced a sudden emergency situation, requiring ongoing assistance to maintain or improve their quality of life” (Kopinak 2013). When I first learned about humanitarian aid, I thought it was the most meaningful thing to do because I could form a personal connection with Jasmine. However, in this class, I was able to find multiple reasons why Jasmine's family was still suffering. When Sara Manos spoke about her adventurous experience in Africa, driven by her passionate heart to help “poor” Africans, I was deeply sympathetic. Becoming an aid worker has been my dream all my life, so when Sara cynically referred to humanitarian aid as “the broken aid machine,” I was shocked. Although humanitarian aid has the universal goal of protecting relationships with the local base as it seeks a good balance between its roles. As ImageCat and Gem showcased the effectiveness of their teamwork, I saw hope in a collaboration that can be achieved by different aspects of society, such as business, government, academia and NGOs, to save more lives. This course touched on the negative, even dark, sides of the disaster response industry, but now I have more hope than before. Since we have diagnosed the root of the dysfunction in our humanitarian machine, we can now treat it and improve the system. The responsibility of humanitarian works is to help victims or survivors find hope. If we can't find hope in our distress, how are we supposed to help those in need have hope? As long as there are disasters, humanitarian works will not be completed and continually criticized. But they will never stop bringing hope to those who need it.