Aug 15, 2011 22:09
The other day I met a young girl who embodies selflessness. Mossawa was conducting a two day english language camp for Bedouin teens from the Negev, and during the course of the first night I began to ask these two girls about their life dreams and greatest ambitions. One girl immediately responded,
"All I want is to feed children in Somalia. During Ramadan, I go not even one day without food and I struggle, but so many children - forgotten children - invisible in the eyes of the international community, die from starvation every day. If I can just feed these children, I would be happy."
Her passion was explosive, but her longing to help these children was almost painful to witness. Her words were cloaked with guilt, the pain evident in her eyes. She fully recognized the weight of their suffering, but had to reconcile it with a feeling of utter helplessness that was so thick it was almost suffocating. She spoke of a determination to one day be of service to these children, and I hope that she is able to do so, for the sake of all children whose lives are threatened by the possibility of starvation; and also to ease her heavy heart.