It pains my heart that a girl misses classes 4 days a month for lack of sanitary towels. I did not even miss a day because of lack of the products. I had them. I had extra too. This is supposed to be a natural necessity that every girl is entitled to. But not these particular girls in rural Kenya. What is so hard to believe is that some of these girls would use plastic bags, old rags or sit on the sand until the flow is gone.
It's sad, it brings tears to my eyes and it's unbelievable, and painful to hear. I haven't done anything to help them yet, but i will. I haven't even talked with them, but I will. I haven't got a clue on what and how i should it, but one day i will. That's how i give. Everyday i think about them. It doesn't help them, does it? But i have no other means.
That's my pain that i live with everyday. That's how i give. That's how i have changed the world around me. With my dreams. Dreams to help these girls. One day, when I can. One day when I will.
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