Becky wrote last week of 8yr old Naftal who was terminally ill in hospital. Sadly we have to report that he passed away only a few days after we posted that blog. We barely knew Naftal; he arrived at the centre while we were in England, and had been in hospital since we’ve been back [...]
After 5 years of living in Mozambique, I naively thought I was pretty much accustomed to the poverty and need in this desperate country. I can only guess that our long stretch in the U.K must have lulled me back into a place of comfort and convenience, as I found myself once again humbled and [...]
Conversation with Graciana, yesterday at breakfast….. G: Mummy, does Fabito have a Mummy and Daddy? Me: No Sweetie, he doesn’t. He lives in the dorm with the other boys. G: Does Betinho have a Mummy? Me: Betinho’s Mummy has died and his Daddy has a new family and can’t look after him G: What [...]