'Can I have food today?'

Yesterday, feeling massively grateful for all I have, the choices available to me and the questions I don't even need to ask such as 'can I have food today?', puzzling over my random act of kindness that I felt inspired to make (do I leave a £5 note somewhere with an anonymous note? a £1 coin outside school for a child to find and treasure....?) it came to me.  I would donate a haircut. Obviously to Homeopathy for Health in Africa.  A haircut might not be the most useful thing for them right now (although you never know) but I would give the cost of a haircut to the NGO.

So then today browsing on facebook I see Camilla (who heads up the project with her husband Jeremy Sherr) posted that the centre they were just about to open has been robbed and all the furniture taken.  My memory was jogged and one (price of) haircut got donated.

Just to let you know what moved me so much, my friend Naomi who's out with the project at the moment writes...

'Before we could get going on the third chap, we were told about a boy who used to go to the school but had not been since August then came this week and it was apparent that he was critically ill. He had come because each day he is at home on his own; his mother goes out to earn 80p a day picking rice, and he knew he was getting worse. His little friend got in the car and showed us the way.

As we drove along the dusty, cratered roads there was a ravine along one side where men were digging out the clay. Further on we drove through a brick works where the clay was being combined with straw, then baked in stacks to make bricks. All the houses were made of these bricks which we were told are 12p each compared to the other bricks which are 60p each. I suspect that the local bricks are less durable.

The house was a small brick building with a tin roof and old pieces of cloth covering the windows and separating out a sleeping are and cooking area from the sitting room. The boys sat on a sofa and we crowded in, recognising that this was not a jolly trip but a serious attempt to save a life. The boy had a swollen face, ankles and feet. The belly button protruded from a distended stomach, reminding me of the starving children we are shown on TV. It was clear he was malnourished and there was nothing in the house; a remedy might stop the vomiting and diarrhoea, but he still needed food to live. After clinic Jeremy went and bought food for him – the charity www.homeopathyforhealthinafrica.org does not have money for this, but what else can you do?

These children are on the Edge of Life in so many ways.'

So if giving up something might be an option - it's popular to talk about a cup of coffee (I can't do that as I've never started on coffee), or even just donating what would be loose change in your pocket, I know there's so many people who would appreciate it so very much.  This project inspires me in so many ways. Naomi's blog gives much much more insight than I ever could - have a browse here.

I thank you for reading this,

Much love,

Em x