Feeling powerless

Feeling PowerlessI know two Susan’s.  They both inspire me.  Today I’m going to talk about Turbo Susan.

One of my tasks this past summer in Kenya was to help administer a public health survey in the slums of Turbo.  On our second day in the slum, the pastor and village elders brought us to Susan’s “home” (I use this term loosely) because she was having health problems.  Minor health problems. . .you know like losing her vision, extreme pain, visible goiter…all leading to an inability to feed her two grandkids.  Susan’s daughter abandoned the family and was no where to be found.

It took us one week to get a medical evaluation for Susan.  Does this seem long considering her “minor health problems”?  Let me assure you.  This was extremely fast.  Michelle evaluated Susan while I hung out with her grandson, Stanley.  I spoke more Swahili than he spoke English.

Translation:  we didn’t communicate much . . .

through words.

I scrounged through my bag looking for ways to entertain Stanley.  This is what I found:  a few pieces of paper, one pen, one blow pop.  I connected with this little boy more through these three things than I have with people who I could easily ramble off meaningless English words.

Stanley hadn’t eaten in four days.  All I had was a blow pop.Turbo Susan

Always Hopeful,



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