I'm not dead, nor is anyone else here, thank goodness.
I just haven't had a moment to do much but deal with what is going on here.
One of my Breakfast club children is from Darfur, he is suffering from PTS. He was hunted by machete wielding gangs who slaughtered almost his whole village before his eyes, he escaped by hiding in the top of a very tall tree. He is all of 8 years old. I fear I am going to fail to be of real help in the time I have with him. I can only hope we have the right professionals for him.
I will be back when things settle down and I have time to read and think again. Some sleep might help. :O)
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