Moto and Watoto
Fire (moto) and children (watoto).....like oil and water, they don't mix. Every day, I hear the cries of the children who have been burned as they get their dressings changed. I go in and hold their little hands, talk softly to them and silently pray for God to take away their pain and fear. This is "Traines" and her mother. During the dry season, many grass fires are started and many children find themselves to close. Their clothing catches on fire and then the little ones are burned. Traines has 3rd degree burns to her body, right arm and left leg. She is 4 years old and just a sweet as she can be. This is 3 year old Akishel. I haven't quite figured his burns out. I was told he was burned in a rubbish bin fire. I didn't want to show you the burns because they are so bad, so I took the picture after we had put the silvadene and dressings on. I would tell Akishel "pole sana" which means "very sorry" and he would tell me "