A very well-written but shocking insight into one woman’s unimaginably vulnerable, isolated life, abandoned on the streets of Egypt. Reblogged from http://nellyali.wordpress.com/2013/06/10/street-children-disability-and-prostitution-for-survival/
It was my third visit to the shelter. There was a happy atmosphere today which I later learnt always accompanied the arrival of a new baby. Shadia had come home with her new born after a C-Section the day before. I asked if I could go in to see her. I had never met Shadia before. I walked into the bedroom that housed 3 bunk beds and 6 single wardrobes, each padlocked. Shadia lay shaking in the middle of the well made bed. I panicked. I had never met someone with Parkinson’s disease before. My ignorance, both of the illness and of street children hadn’t prepared me that a child with parkinson’s could end up here. Shadia also had her left eye gauged out. But Shadia was beautiful.
I was new to my research with street children and still very unprepared for the heart ache that this work brought with…
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