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Thursday
19 February 2004
Although
I have seen considerable poverty since arriving here, with children
inevitably bearing the brunt of the conditions, I have tried not
to let the sights affect me.
As
a father, my paternal instinct to help is overwhelming. So far though,
I have managed to control these urges.
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We
were the focus of much curiosity by the locals
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In
Nepal, mostly because of the lack of well paid jobs, many fathers
work abroad and send money home monthly to the family.
This
is sad but unavoidable in society here.
However,
last night while having dinner at a local house, I met a little
four year old boy whose parents are both working abroad. I asked
when they had gone away. The answer came: when he was two years
old. I then asked when the parents were going to be next back in
Nepal. The answer was next year.
Seeing
him in front of me, looking tired and cuddling his Grandmother before
going to bed, was one of the most heartbreaking moments I have ever
experienced. It was very difficult to control my natural instinct
to pick him up and give him a hug.
My
feelings of missing my own son, after only two and a half weeks
away, suddenly seemed almost irrelevant.
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