3.28.2013

Last night I had the most vivid dream. I was walking from my home through the streets and down through the slum. There were no children on the streets working, they were not looking for recycling, they were not begging from passersby. None of my babies were wandering aimlessly along the tracks. I looked and looked and couldn't find a single child. In the dream I felt everything, the heat of the day, the rush of the train as it passed me, the momentary panic in my chest as I searched for them; it was all so real. I ran into some of the parents in the slum and they explained that there were no children out because they were all in school.

I woke up, my eyes wet with tears, because I believe this dream, this dream will come true.


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