This is Hagar…

I’ve been told that ‘this is not cold’ but as far as I’m concerned, winter is definitely already well on its way! The mornings are crisp and the early evenings remind me of England in November… with the exception of clear blue skies and sunshine! It’s time for buying thick Iranian blankets for beds and wood burners for inside the rooms. After 6 years of constant heat in Cambodia, this is quite refreshing… though I wonder if I will adapt in time to face the below freezing temperatures that are on their way.

This morning as I left the house, two very young girls, street girls, walked past the car… their pretty red dresses covered in dirt and their hair matted. They must have been about 5 or 6 years old, wearing no shoes and confidently striding down the dusty street with rice sack over their shoulders. I met them the other evening, in the same red dresses, while walking home from friends, accompanied by the day watchman… they were asking for money and when the watchman told them to go, one hit my arm before quickly walking on. These are just little girls but at the same time they’re much older, tough and determined…
I just bought two big blankets for myself… how will those little girls keep warm… what am I going to do about it?! Something…
The bombing this week in Kabul left 12 dead and 87 injured… all civilians. A colleague told me of one woman’s radio interview… a mother of 5 children, 4 daughters and 1 son. Her husband was the sole provider for the family and was killed in the blast. Now she has no one to provide for her and is unable to work… “how are we going to survive”… How devastating to lose a father, husband and security all in one moment. Her story is shared by many… I wonder how many mothers were made widows this week…
These are the women and the children of Afghanistan that need to find hope again, to have their cries heard and for someone to respond. This is Hagar…

My desk transformed in to a lunch time table today, and we all sat together eating meat balls and nan bread with what seems to be a never ending supply of green tea… I’m glad to be here and am part of a wonderful team, Afghans whose paths I am privileged to be crossing. It’s great to see what Hagar is getting involved in, the vision is here and the excitement is growing

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Posted on October 14, 2009, in Reflections. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. My my my……There is certainly a lot going on Myriam. I am amazed, enthralled, in wonderment as i try to put you on the roads of Afghanistan and try and visualise you in the “chador” drinking cups of green tea. Its all sounding so alien ..like you are writing from another planet??

    I’ve been meaning to write to you (on a personal note) for a verrrrrrry long time now. I’ve been thinking about you.

    Hoping to chat with you sometime soon. I will send you a mail on my progress(slow) here in IJM and hoping to get your inputs on protocols or anything else that you think i need to start documenting, planning, etc. How should we go about the Reintegration Protocols etc. Will send you mail. Please take care. You are in my prayers. Please do write and keep in touch:)

    Love and Blessings – Melissa

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