Yesterday, some of us were sitting around talking about the projects and things that are going on here. One group of our friends has a hospital they run just a few minutes from where we are opening up the women's center. I have always had a great respect for this organization and the people who work there. They traded their normal lives and came here to live and give healthcare to Afghans. And they told us this story as we were all sitting there.
Most of them are doctors, and as they leave the hospital every day, they see a huge pile of trash, in which children are usually rummaging about in for whatever treasure they can find. When the children see them leaving, they run up to them and start to beg. This really bothered our friends and they didn't know what to do about it. It happened every day. So they got together to try and decide what they should do.
Then last Thursday, the first of hopefully many times, they made tons of chicken soup and bought dodey (bread). When they came out of the hospital and the dirty children ran up, they fed all of them. Then they got out soap and water and washed the lice out of their hair. Then one who cuts hair gave them all haircuts. Then they gave them tickets to come and be seen at the hospital.
God bless the humble of the world... the humble doctors and the humble children.
2 comments:
Wow. What a great story. Thanks for sharing!
That is very good to hear. Sweet little children. Summer
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