Oh My God

It happen again! Something shattered the familiarity. You know how you get used to the stories , the sights and sounds, it's not that you cease to care it's just familiar. and the something happens, you see something, hear something, meet someone and it hits you again '' oh my God, where do we start- I just don't know. I was taken to see a new 'zone' in Athidya , its made up of lots of small houses crammed together with narrow lanes , all every which way. There we met Nilanthi I regonised her from the booster class we fund at the school. She took us to visit her Mum done there narrow lanes until we came to a low and narrow door. We were invited in. It was no more then 12x5 feet, no natrual light just a kerosene lamp and this for 6 children and Mum and Dad. Both parents are day labourers earning about Rupes 200 a day. ( about a pound). I took a family photo Nilatho and her parents- like many Sri Lankans she has the shapest brightest smile. It seemed rather odd, even ironic in such a place.

Met a group still working with Tsunami survivors. It seems these folk have recieved little or no help 3 years ago and the authorities have move on to the war now. Some of these folk are still in a ''camp'' in a school, while others are with families who themselves are struggling. But the worker were just lovely and clearly do what they can with what they have.

My day started not to well. I was invited to the school for a cultural show. In SL there 's any excuse for a show and I hought it was such a performance.. When I arived (late) in shorts and tea-shirt , I ralised this was a CULTURAL SHOW!! Woth all the bells and whistles, lighting the lamp etc. I was handed a programme to met with the words ''Key note speech given my chief guest'' - thats me. Not my best performance