Picking Up Trash... In Dresses.
Sun, Sea, Sky and Rubbish (lots of rubbish) in Sri Lanka. The other day D elogina a 10 year old girl f rom the children ’ s home comes to my door. She sits down in front of me and points at her wounded foot . I see a cut slash ed into the middle arch. "Ouch ” I said. I went inside and pulled out one of the many tr u sty Project COLORS 1 st aid kits and dress her wound. I think back to South Africa and how I’ve encountered this same scene countless times before. Wherever in the world I go, children se e m to have a 6 th sense to know that I must be a walking pharmacy , as they are always quick t o show me any cut, bruise, fungu s or lice they have. Oddly enough , I generally have some quick fix solution at hand, not sure if that’s lucky for me or for them. I look at Delogina’s foot again and say “ How did this happen ”?...