Remember Khot?
I do. The last time I saw him he was dying: a skinny wee thing with blood pouring from his nose and mouth. He lay in the dirt, muddy tear trails on his dirty cheeks, and flinched when you touched him. After much deliberation, we drove him to a hospital a long way away for treatment and I have thought about him ever since.
Today he visited us in the compound. He is back from the hospital; he is well.
His name is Khot and this time he is smiling.
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and what a beautiful smile it is! it must make everything worthwhile to see results like that. love to you.
Dear Ali
Im about to recruit for a UNV mission in Juba.
I would like to know the arrangements for accommodation there.
Hope you can email me.
Thanks & regards,
Tharaka
Hi Tharaka,
I’m not based in JUba but there’s a wide range of accomodation – both tents and solid buildings. It’s really expensive though. I think the UN have specific places they use each time, so probably best to use the ones you have an exisiting relationship with.
Hope it goes well,
Ali