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Courage

“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step” Chinese proverb

Courage does not always roar.
Sometimes it is the quiet voice,
at the end of the day,
saying, “I will try again tomorrow”.

Do you have the courage to ‘try again tomorrow’? Watch this movie it is truly inspirational.

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Courage

Courage does not always roar.
Sometimes it is the quiet voice at the end of the day,
saying, “I will try again tomorrow”.

“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step” Chinese proverb

Watch this movie, it is truly inspirational

What on earth are we doing?


something to think about?

who is Panashe?

On Sunday 1st February the Sunday Times Magazine featured in ‘Spectrum’ an article about the cholera epidemic in Zimbabwe.
The photograph taken by ‘Robin Hammond’ shows a little boy of 4yrs-old ‘Panashe Mbavha’ head bowed, his bottom lip trembling and eyes downcast as he walked away from his Mothers freshly covered grave.
Despite 4,000 deaths and 20,000 more ill with the disease, the President of this country refuses to acknowledge the humanitarian crisis in the country.

Panashe is not alone! Not only are there children orphaned by cholera, there are thousands, no in fact there are millions of children similar to Panashe who are orphaned or abandoned in countries around the world.

a poem for Panashe

small round face, tearful eyes
shoulders hunched, my Mommy died

she was sick, I’m not sure why
now all thats left is a mound of sand

a scrap of blanket held tight in my fist
it smells of Mum, wish I could remember her face

can’t remember when I last ate, my tummy’s sore
it makes me scared; will I also die?

walk away, Auntie holds my hand
I never had time to say goodbye

who will love and hug me now?
I’m not sure why my Mommy died.

written by Cindy A Eve
07.02.09
after reading an article in the
Sunday Times magazine