rs. Today again was a log day. The sanitary installations are almost finished. A new supply of medications arrived. And we made the final listing for the camp. Each tent gets a number which will be visible from outside. So it's like a little town, each tent will have his "house number". As we were writing down the list, an old woman and a young girl came and asked us if they could also join the tent camp. It was the 70 year old grandmother that we knew from before. They are the remaining members of the family. The girl lost both parents during the fights and is now together with her grandma. It's hard to believe if you hear all these tragic stories. Sure enough, we found a tent for them and gave them mattresses and blankets. The only things they had was a small bag with clothes
. At 6 pm our doctor John came back with the boy who had a serious operation in the Kijabe hospital. The intervention was successful and we can now take over the after-treatment. It suddenly was after 6 pm and Njaga reminded me that it is high time to go home, because it's no more safe, once it is dark. Jokingly he said, that I should take my cat with me and start living in one of the tents, then I could work and discuss the whole night...
rs. Today again was a log day. The sanitary installations are almost finished. A new supply of medications arrived. And we made the final listing for the camp. Each tent gets a number which will be visible from outside. So it's like a little town, each tent will have his "house number". As we were writing down the list, an old woman and a young girl came and asked us if they could also join the tent camp. It was the 70 year old grandmother that we knew from before. They are the remaining members of the family. The girl lost both parents during the fights and is now together with her grandma. It's hard to believe if you hear all these tragic stories. Sure enough, we found a tent for them and gave them mattresses and blankets. The only things they had was a small bag with clothes
. At 6 pm our doctor John came back with the boy who had a serious operation in the Kijabe hospital. The intervention was successful and we can now take over the after-treatment. It suddenly was after 6 pm and Njaga reminded me that it is high time to go home, because it's no more safe, once it is dark. Jokingly he said, that I should take my cat with me and start living in one of the tents, then I could work and discuss the whole night...
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My deepest respect and gratitude to Mama Matata, Stephan and all those brave people who are so selflessly caring for the refugees to make their life easier.
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