Sunday, July 29, 2012

walk at night #2




I saw an old old old lady on a street looking at me as I walked home.  She was a tiny person who looked like in her 80s. I don’t know if she has home or a family, but she was on the street sitting there alone.  She looked so thin and was very dirty.  I ended up going home, put some food in a Ziploc, and went back there for her.  She was afraid of me as I walked closer and accepted my food with a weak smile.

I am not sure if there is a nursing home in Guatemala, but I see a lot of old people on streets begging for money, sometimes with their grandchildren, but most of the times, alone.  I just hope they do have a family that they can go back to.  If not, what kind of life can they have at that age?

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