Nelson is now 13. It’s a miracle he is alive! I can remember the day I was in “Old Letant,” a village of mud huts. He was about three, but could not walk. His mother would grab him by the arm and drop him onto the dusty ground. He could not sit or stand so he spent his days in the heat of the sun, on his knees… right beside a big hog. That particular day, he was dropped off on the ground, with no water. I felt the urge to “pick him up,” and he wrapped his arms around my neck. I carried this naked little toddler over to his mother’s hut and said, “I can take him home and care for him.” She readily agreed.

Within a short time, he could stand, and then, ride a tricycle! Soon, he was running, and doing “cartwheels,” and flips! What a change!! Thank you, partners, for making a difference, again!

Sherry