Stories like these make my writing feel worth it!
In the sumer of 2008, As part of an exchange program to Costa Rica, myself along with several students were invited to an orphanage. We were suppose to help paint and read to the kids. It was a beautiful and warm day so I decided to leave my prosthetic leg at my host family’s house. We arrived at the orphanage and were greeted by the staff and the children. I was assigned to reading and that’s when this little blond boy took an interest in me. Living in the mountain these children were not used to seeing black people and out of our group i was the darkest.
The child approached me and climbed on my lap. I wasnt much of a child friendly person back then so I was unsure whether i should pet him or not. As i touched his head, he turned aound, held my face…
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