Wrapped up in her mother’s lap, the cloths covered a little heartbeat!!!
Her body was thin, almost transparent, and you could see the cry coming from her tiny breasts.
Her mother, with a serene, delicate smile, was silently asking for help!
A few days earlier, hope had won the fight against a barely cured malaria and Annie had returned home.
But in this war of unequal combat, equity and inequality of completely irrational values, Annie couldn’t resist!
At her side, Jean Luca, with all the resources possible, in this remote part of Africa, is fighting the fight of his life!
There are no losers or winners here.
Heroes, yes! Many of them!
The hospital in Mongoumba in the Central African Republic is currently seeing many cases of malaria.
I suppose that perhaps because of the floods during the rainy season last year, the malaria mosquitoes have tripled in number and resistance to drugs has also increased.
My Easter was spent here:
Between the Sigh of Hope of Dying or Living!!!
My God! My belly bursts into tears at the sight of the breath evaporating from these fragile bodies!
Bodies so “Jesús”!
When will I cry these tears?
I don’t know, only He knows!
Because now what I see are the smiles of the children passing by on the street…!!!
And “He” once again makes me Believe…!!!
Cristina Souza, LMC Mongoumba
