Apr 4, 2022
3 min read
Every person a story — another day at war
Today all three of us set off to the convent where the refugees are housed in our village. Over 40 women and children. By coincidence I had met the day before some young women on the street and shared numbers, I asked the priest for permission because the convent is closed for visitors and I didn’t want to cause an inconvenience. The priest is one man and has to handle all the needs of his community plus the…
