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To welcome the suffering is the sign of our humanity
The home for dying destitutes in Calcutta: a founding experience
How old is the small boy lying on the pallet?
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Five, eight, ten? Misery and suffering are ageless. Emaciated, coiled up like a fetus, all his life has taken refuge in his eyes, immense eyes that look at me without any blink. He was picked up in the street two weeks ago.
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The sister thinks that he will soon die. “Try to give him something to eat.”
This is the only task that I can fill in this home for dying destitutes of mother Teresa of Calcutta. With my children, I have learned how to spoon feed a baby.
From the motions of the lips, of the tongue, I detect when it is possible to delicately introduce a tiny bit of food in the mouth. The infants are so fragile that the only food they can accept is one that is given with tenderness.
The proximity of death has brought back this child to his infancy.
In the position he has taken, lying on his side, it is not easy