...is the message I find every time after I've been at CDA II
At this time of year with the alternating dust and mud (can't decide if it wants to be rainy or dry season in Cochabamba) it's a hopeless battle to keep a clean car, both inside and out.
And so I find myself consciously planning to end up at the intersections where street kids often work, hoping for a red light and a window wash. I either pay with crackers (individual package size) and/or a coin, or whichever I can reach faster.
Now, every time I place a coin in a dirty outstretched hand, I can't help but remember this post "what's wrong with your face?" by a friend who works with the kids here in Cochabamba.
This is a very, very sad world.
2 comments:
Oh I remember when Amy posted that...so, so, so sad! I love the idea of giving those kids packs of crackers though! They need food so much more than they need money!
Oh my word--I just read that post. Just about broke my heart in two. You are SO right--this is a very, very sad world. My human heart and mind cannot fathom the amount of pain and suffering children go through.
You are doing SUCH an incredible thing for children in need. What a joy it is to journey with you on your blog. What a privilege.
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