We left the camp after we had innoculated the children for Polio, and this old man came running after us and he was crying. He couldn’t see. We went back there and they had come and hacked off every innoculated arm. There they were in a pile… A pile of little arms. And I remember… I… I… I cried… I wept like some grandmother
[…] and from another old post: We left the camp after we had innoculated the children for Polio, and this old man came running after us and he was crying. He couldn’t see. We went back there and they had come and hacked off every innoculated arm. There they were in a pile… A pile of little arms. And I remember… I… I… I cried… I wept like some grandmother […]