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Went out to visit Babe M's children to sign them up for the Young Heroes program (www.youngheroes.org.sz ) in the hopes that we can get some support for them. I found the two youngest children with their older brother, in his late teens, and the oldest sister, about 22, who is caring for all the children now as well as her infant child (whose father's whereabouts are unknown). It was painful to see the children and remember their father and their tiny, sick little brother, both now gone. As I was talking to Nokwanda, I was trying to tell her what a good man her father was and how I was lucky to have known him. My throat closed completely- I was not even able to whisper out the words- and the tears just flowed, silently, endlessly.
Nokwanda (right) and her oldest sister, now her caretaker.
Nokwanda
Nokwanda's little brother, Kwanele.