This is a heartbreakingly sad situation and most of the world has moved on and forgotten. We just go along on our day to day lives having no idea about different cultures and their customs. Their custom has not allowed them to change or think of better ways even when they were uprooted from their homeland.
So often we get caught up with the little day to day things that we think are so important but in the long run, are they? Does it matter if you get to the store 10 minutes later when you have crazy traffic or they don’t have your favorite item at the store? How about the stupid squabble you had with someone recently and now have animosity or discontent in your heart? Live life to the fullest and with Joy and Love. Peace and Blessings~
It’s seven o’clock and Tierkidi refugee-camp is buzzling of early morning activity. It’s food distribution day, and Nyaboth (16) is patiently waiting for the queue in front of her to get smaller.
No one knows the exact number of refugees in the Gambell-region. But we are at least looking at 250.000. More than a quarter of a million people who are dependent on the food that World Food Program is distributing.
The line is moving slow, but Nyaboth isn’t in a hurry as long as she gets what she came for. Four hours later, she has collected all the items her family is entitled to this month. The previous four hours were more boring than exhausting. Now the tough part comes. The 16-year old has to get 150 kilos of flour, maize, oil, lentils and soap back to her tent a couple of kilometres away.
−I have to sell some…
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