A reblog today from fellow writer Emma, who seems to know just about everything that is going on in Kingston and elsewhere. Rain update: it sprinkled for about 10 minutes today. It is not enough. The dust is still upon us.
I have been thinking about children this week. The innocent victims of a wave of violence and madness that has swept through the international and local news, without a care for their souls and their small precious lives. Four children killed while playing on a beach in Palestine (not to mention the many others killed, injured and orphaned during the Israeli incursions); three children burned to death in a home in Jamaica, locked in and trapped by metal grilles and dying together in a bath filled with water; eighty children going on holiday, some homeward bound, with parents and family members, with their books and games and soft toys, blown out of the sky by a missile over a troubled area of Ukraine; two children found murdered in a pond in deep rural Jamaica. Why the suffering?
Three children died in this house fire in Negril, Westmoreland last Friday. They…
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Thanks, Kate! Yes, I heard about yesterday’s sprinkle – everyone got excited! I was indoors at the time and missed the excitement! We need a few days of steady rain. Wouldn’t that be bliss.