Helping street people

John McConnell describes the poverty he found in one small family

Mother and daughter in the doorway of their new home. | Photo: John McConnell

Two years ago, in a city I shall not name, I changed my route to work and came across a sight I shall never forget.  There, sitting in the street, was a young mother with her baby. I could see from a distance that there was some rawness about her outline. Coming closer it became apparent that she was a victim of leprosy. Fingers and toes were all gone and her nose had started to tear. Her baby rested ponderously in a corroded arm, cradled by the stumps of fingers. There was a tragic juxtaposition of her love for her baby and the fact that she had absolutely nothing to give her.

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