Eseza is a dear five- or six-year old girl whose sponsor is paying for her to attend a local Christian school. When visiting that school today we found that this girl was not attending. Here’s why.
A few short months ago there was a heavy rain causing a rock slide. That rock slide crushed and killed Eseza’s mother. There are three younger children at home – a boy about age three and a set of twins about one and a half years old. You can see Tracy pulling on her ears. All you mom's out there, you know what that means.
Eseza stays home to care for these three younger children…as much as a five-year-old can care for three children. Honestly, I’m not even sure she is aware she had some added responsibility beyond the protection a typical sibling would provide.
The father spends his days working in the quarry and trying to earn other income, relatively unsuccessfully. The family lives in the two room home much like the one described for Amen with no beds, no mosquito nets, and no material “things.”
Eseza’s story is not all that different from so many other family stories in Uganda. The poverty, the malaria, the hunger, the tragedy…it’s all real. We’re not selecting one or two sob stories among a field of green, these stories characterize what seems to be a majority of little lives here in Uganda.
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