Lwala diaries a postscript  pg. 2

August 1—About a week ago I visited an orphanage called Sally Orphanage, where 120 AIDS orphans live... Sally Orphanage is located near the Tanzania border… where HIV rates are as high as 40 percent… The death rate is so high… the government is running out of land in which to bury people… Parts of the village were almost ghost towns. Hut after hut after hut was empty because all their occupants were dead from AIDS…

I met a 17 year old, Emily, who was the eldest of 40—yes, 40—AIDS orphans in a single homestead (it's what happens when women are in remote villages, have no access to birth control, and don't have any say in using condoms). Emily was a mother who got pregnant after sleeping with a sugar cane worker in a field who offered her 100 shillings (the equivalent of $1.50). She accepted the offer because she hadn't eaten in three days…

I've experienced some of the hardest moments of my life here. I've seen some of the most devastating sights… followed by some of the most beautiful and inspirational… I have seen incredibly capable, intelligent people in Lwala leading the effort to build the clinic…

I leave Kenya… with the hope that I can encourage others to become equally touched by what's happening in Lwala and around Africa. There's so much good that we… can collectively accomplish…

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