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“It’s Their Eyes” – Deeper Story

Bolivian boy in baseball cap

©2011 Amy Conner for World Vision

It’s their eyes.

That’s what I remember most.

Not the smell. Not the dirt and dust stiffening their clothes and hair, crusted on their skin, jammed under their fingernails. I stopped seeing that after awhile. Not the perpetually drippy noses. Not the cheeks on men, women, and babies alike all chapped black.

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Comments

  1. Wow!! The words were perhaps slow in coming because it hurts to write them and to read them. I have for a long while now considered myself a spoiled rotten American. Thanks for validating that feeling. Beautifully written post, Joy!