Carefully positioning a nail at the edge of a precisely trimmed plank, he steadily tapped away.
The thud of each hammer strike echoed throughout the town.
In a tiny clay hut in an impoverished village in South India, a couple is faced with a daily struggle to make ends meet and raise their two young daughters. As a maid, the mother makes only a fraction of what is owed for her hard work. The father works odd jobs and due to an intense battle with alcoholism, the fruit of his labour rarely makes it home. Many days, there was nothing to eat. There was no one they could turn to for help or support.
One day, the youngest daughter developed a dangerously high fever. There was no doctor or medical aid in her village or the surrounding area to help. There was no one to assess or treat the little girl’s condition in time. She quickly succumbed to the illness.
Overcome with grief over the loss of her only sibling to a curable illness, the now only daughter was determined to become a nurse to help her village with medical needs. Beyond the financial need for her family’s basic necessities and her education, there was a deep yearning in this young girl’s heart for someone to talk with; someone she could call friend.
This is Latha’s story. Latha is Quinton’s sister through sponsorship.