Here inside this school I found her looking at me, maybe wondering why I was there. She is one of 60 children crammed into two tiny class rooms and being fed a few cookies and milk for their lunch. And these are the others playing outside in the dirt street, looking in. No one could tell me what they were thinking. My heart was broken as I wept wondering just where will they be and what will become of them. Who will care about them, and what small part can I play to offer real hope and a love that can come and stay in their hearts forever.
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