In my mental olfactory organs I can already smell the scent of building. Hundreds of young boys and girls going about building the character they'll be when they finally leave King's. For a number of them that leaving will bring an arrival too ... an arrival at the orphanage that this blog is really all about.
There, like here, the building goes on and on. In a physical sense there's the permanent temporariness of the concrete ... finished but never quite so ...
Always an iron limb straining upwards from the top of a building as if reaching out for the next floor. I wonder if there ever really is a limit to the growth, or if the building can just keep on going up, and up, and up ...
And as for the children, they go on building too ... not externally but internally. Boys and girls I see year to year become ever more man or woman. 'Don't be surprised', you say, 'that's life'. Not so. Too many in India finish their lives still boy or girl; never reach man or woman. To do so is a great thing in itself for the children we're supporting. Even greater is to do so as an educated and a ready-for-work man or woman. That's what Jayaraj is doing - helping 'Les Miserables' to take their place in life, independent and full of dignity.
If you'd like to unite with Jayaraj and help, then please ...
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