Wednesday 20 November 2013

A Child's Cry..















It was a sunny day, and the scorching sun had succeeded in creating an unbearable atmosphere for most people trekking. Agitated, restless and hot I joined a queue at a Bus Station in Accra, waiting for a vehicle to finally come and transport me home. Then the disheartening scene struck me. A layer of tear clothed my eye as I saw this little girl about 10years of age, moving feet by feet collecting empty water sachets from heaps of rubbish at the station. She had nothing to cover her hands and her oversized slippers, tattered clothes and sweat-drenched face composed a very demoralizing scene.

I felt helpless when I gazed around and realized she was just one of many more kids doing same. Many more children about her age, moving tiredly from one point to the other picking rubber from rubbish heaps. Why were these children not in school? Were they even attending school? Hmm! Take a critical look the very next time you visit or pass by a bus station.

These children could be orphans, living on their own or living with people or probably ones living with very poor parents. The little girl I saw could be the next Speaker of Parliament, or a renowned professional in a nation, but with her environment, whatever dreams she could be carrying stand a potent threat of termination. HIDDEN IN those children, I believe are rich potentials whose fruits are solutions for the WORLD’S PROBLEMS.

Let us help the children to SERVE their generation.

[Image featured is a google search from http://childrensmileday.org/]



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