G-Lo

There is a sweet girl in our neighborhood, named Glory. Her nickname is G-lo, pronounced Gee (hard G) low. We have known her for two and a half years; since we first moved here. She came to our attention because she was often taking care of her little brother Joshua. She was four at the time and he was six months. We would see her daily carrying him on her back while their mom worked as well as carrying large bundles of firewood on her head.



Her life is so hard. Her family is very poor. Her mom has a vegetable stand and also works as a house help (maid). A few nights ago, she was walking home in the dark, carrying a massive bucket of tomatoes on her head. She stumbled on a rock, dropping the bucket and smashing many of the tomatoes. An act for which she was beaten. Despite all this, she is cheerful and friendly. She is happy to greet us each time we see her. We give her treats whenever we can. Yesterday, she asked George for milk and juice because Joshua was sick, which, of course, we were happy to give her.

When George went to Kenya for the medical camp, one of our friends we had worked with at a prior medical camp, gave George a bunch of dresses her friend made to give away. We were so excited to give a couple to G-lo this week. She looked so cute in them and was excited to receive them.



The dresses are adorable and are made from pillowcases. We can't wait to give out the rest!