39 Weeks Pregnancy Little Blood

that his grace bless us

immersed in the field: again slammed into misery. In short this time, on this trip, is this: there is no notice or warning. I'm here with one foot in the order of the university academic, offices of UNESCO, meeting here know that only clean and organize the other in mud, one of the destroyed houses but also symbolic of the lives of people who have not experienced the tragedy of the flooding, the drama of their daily living at all.

now this drama has the eyes of a child of four months which is called as me. I sit down to earth and the cradle of his mother while he rummages among the dirty feet from used clothes and choose something that can fit them ... this single mom, who has a home, does not even have a bed. This mom is just a story like so many others. This mom gives me her baby in her arms and embraced me at the end to thank me for having cheated on his card: Everyone is entitled to ten of clothes and shoes, but she tried a dress, beautiful, color of cherries and it would be the eleventh

and is in very good

and smiles at me because he'd like,
smiles and quietly asked me the deception. and I trick, I write that you are taking away ten things in the bag even if there are eleven.
a dress less to another mother who will come tomorrow, or next day ...

I save all these mothers, these women.

their first feel nothing, then processes the needless and senseless guilt for too much and my thoughts and feelings are shocked at the clarity in the face of this injustice. makes me angry and I am horrified because I know that we do not save None.

begging because when you live the kind of deception that now this mother has begged me then you are out. cut off from anything that makes sense.
because when you are in the situation of being begged for the kind of deception that now this mother has begged me then it is the same as outside.
cut off from anything that makes sense.
accept such a thing does not make sense: it makes no sense to think of living on welfare, as well as hiding behind anything makes no sense to build solidarity sull'assistenzialismo, exhibiting its too much.

are here with one foot in the order and the other in the mud, but I find it contradictory. I find it stimulating. I find that the baby I cradled in my arms should be the driving force of institutional meetings. His grace should bless us because our feet are in front and custody of his future and the work of our present.