A young girl came in this morning and climbed
on to my knee and hugs me incredibly tight. She has Down's Syndrome and her
mother, brothers and sisters beat her at home. The way she clings to me and the
affection she shows is deeply touching and it is appalling to think of the way
she is treated at home. Her skin is so dry and cracked and I massage cream in
to her hands and sit her down and give her a facial. I honestly think it is the most attention and care she has ever
had. She kisses me gently on the cheek. I wrap a beautiful scarf around her
head and she looks quite transformed.
Now back
to Kabul, where the Level 1 coaching camp we are organising has started and 22
young Afghans are training to be cricket coaches.
2 comments:
My dad's sister has a learning difficulty and growing up in 1950s Ireland, in a rural community, saw her the butt of a lot of abuse. I hate to hear of stories like this, but know only too well that they are very common.
My dad's sister has a learning difficulty and growing up in 1950s Ireland, in a rural community, saw her the butt of a lot of abuse. I hate to hear of stories like this, but know only too well that they are very common.
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