Earlier in 2010, I wrote a post called The Found School.
In it I wrote about some friends of ours, Mary-Jean and Neil, who live in Cairo. Neil works at an International School there, and Mary-Jean helps to run a school for Sudanese refugee children. It is called The Found School, for the children once were lost but are now found…in the sense that someone cares for them.
On January 31, Cynthia and I plan to visit Mary-Jean and Neil as this will be their last year in Cairo. Neil’s contract expires in June. We plan to see the sights/sites of Egypt for sure, thanks to some careful planning by Mary-Jean and Neil. We also intend to spend some time at the Found School, doing whatever we can to help, in whatever time is given to us. When we asked Mary-Jean if there were things we could take from here, for the children at the school, Mary-Jean told us to bring running shoes…as many pairs as we could for children of school age. The children go barefoot to school. The streets of Cairo are not in the best repair apparently, so many cuts and abrasions occur. Often, these wounds lead to further infections and sicknesses. Hence the request for shoes.
Cynthia and I plan to take a very big suitcase full of running shoes from the Salvation army, from the children of friends and any sources we can find. I approached KLM (with whom we fly) to see if they would transport the shoes free of charge. They told me my request had to be within 90 days of the flight…I was too late for this flight. However, they at least took the time to reply very politely, and left me with hope that something might be arranged in the future. I plan to persist in this.
If you have any bright ideas for getting more shoes than we can carry, to Egypt, I would love to hear from you. I know you are all brimming over with brilliant suggestions and many heads are better than mine, that’s for sure, when it comes to generating ideas.
To end this post, I leave you with a small slide show of Christmas present giving at the Found school. The pictures are courtesy of Mary-Jean and Neil.
Love and peace to all who read this. God bless. Martin
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