I scrolled by and saw this initiative by Samu Social Senegal to ‘collect warm clothing for ages 6 and up’.
Stop and picture a 6-year-old child you know. My son is 7.5 years old. Even bigger than the little talibé boys I see every morning, out on their own asking for food, for money… and smiling when we remember their names.
Idrissa and Samba are the two I look for each day. We made arrangements with Tata Aïcha who makes bean & egg sandwiches at the corner stand for her to feed them breakfast each morning and we pay her each week, although based on her warm smile when she sees them, I suspect she would do all she can to feed them even without us.
It can be overwhelming to think of all the Idrissas and Sambas. To realize I’m choosing to feed those two because ‘the others are bigger’, which means they are 8 or 9 years old. To realize what I could have done for them with the money I spent on lunch with a friend. To realize that hunger is just one of their needs not being met.
We can do better. We can do more. For the Idrissas and the Sambas, for the Alecs and the Yvias. Many small actions create a movement.