Yesterday when we went to the Dalit Education Center. We turned down a dirt road into a little village...bopping up and down, the butterflies were in my stomach, as I had NO idea what was actually ahead of me. My mom said this wasn't as run down and poor as some of the villages they saw last year. This village at least had cement building they called their homes. As usual, there were a couple of cows roaming in the streets, tons of dogs, and people sitting outside just waiting for the world....
What was ahead of me were probably 300-400 kids from ages 3 to 11 just waiting for arrival!! They were SOOO excited to see us. They cheered for us, clapped and waved uncontrollably. What an honor....I mean really, who are we to deserve such a blessing and so much love!! All of us were overcome with emotion and it was such joy to be there and to be able to serve them....it was SOO much fun! They are so precious, so innocent, and so humble. They just want to be loved..... The best part is when they see you have a camera, they run up to and tap you on the shoulder or tug on your scarf and point to your camera and then to themselves....it's absolutely adorable. Then, of course, they want to see themselves! It's so fantastic.
Throughout the day we provided medical care to over 250 people....not without a little chaos, but for the most part, it was a successful, honorable day. We actually sent two people to the hospital...one with enlarged liver and/or possible abscess and possible appendicitis. Towards the end of the day, my mom was checking a lady out and asking her about her symptoms and struggles. Her two children stood around her with their school uniforms on, so proud. She didn't really have a lot of complaints, but complained so much about back pain. She slowly handed my mom a picture of her and a little boy with deformed and over sized head. His head was probably the size of a large ball...bigger than a basketball...and deformed. He was an adorable little boy and she was so proud of him, but it was getting harder and harder to care for him. She had to carry him everywhere which caused all of the back pain....however, he was getting so big that she could hardly carry him anymore. Thankfully, she did say her husband was at home to help care for him. It's amazing what these people do....in the end, my mom held her hands and told her how special her little boy was and how incredible she was. I was so proud of my mom, but the pride in my mom and I's heart for this woman was overwhelming....she does it day in and day out and we were blessed with the opportunity to love her, touch her, and treat her with love and dignity........so, we took her to get a massage. How simple.....and how she touched our lives.
There are many more stories that touched our lives yesterday, but I must close....we are off to the DEC again today to do a womens empowerment conference.
Thank you for your continued support and love....please pray for our Indian brothers and sisters too.
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