Its hard to believe its already been two weeks. It feels like we've been here a lot longer, but also that we just got here. The days feel slow and hot (its in the upper 80s with 95% humidity), but its surprising how much has happened. We stay in a little room that is connected to the main dormitory, and spend most of the day with the kids. There are 43 of them, from 4 months old to 14 years old, and the each one's story of how they were abandoned is sadder is sadder than the next. The oldest one, a 14 year old boy, was a 4 year old slave in a mine up north, and Ranjith bought him for 2000 rupees ($50) and took him home as his own. Somya, a 3 year old girl, survived an attempted murder by her parents, who tried to split her head and leave her in the gutter as an infant. She has some disabilities because of it, and a scar on her head, but she is healthy, happy and loves to draw. These stories are too horrible to believe, but the knowledge that there are good people like Ranjith and Sumathy out there makes it a little more bearable.
Unfortunately, the internet is extremely slow here, as is the delay on the keyboard, so I have to cut this shorter than I'd like.
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1 comment:
Hey Kate,
I am sitting here at your house and your mom gave me the link to your blog. It sounds like this is going to be challenging but that you will make a difference. Are there any items that we could get together and send? Look forward to your next blog.
Tracia
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