Why I Couldn’t Do a Blog Post This Monday

This post took me a long time to write. There was a lot of typing, deleting, and attempting to rephrase. There are so many incredible people affected by this, and I didn’t want to step on any toes, or make the tragedy about me. So while you read this, I ask that you open your heart, and consider how different your life could be if you weren’t born here in America.

Sunday night, I was awake in bed, scrolling through Facebook, when I saw the news. A little boy I met in Zambia had passed away over the weekend. His name was Wisdom. According to Samantha Knaub, the saint of a 22-year old American girl that runs the community school in Zambia: “From what his family told me today, three weeks ago he stepped on something and his foot became infected. The infection spread to his leg and finally all the way to his stomach. He passed away on¬†Saturday and they buried him on Sunday. His family thought he was cursed because he stepped on “evil charms” so they took him to a witch doctor instead of to the hospital. My assumption is that he probably stepped on something rusty and since he has never had a tetanus shot he became infected and died due to lack of timely medical attention.”¬† Reading this made me feel as though I could write nothing of any substance for Monday’s blog post. Everything seemed trivial.

Photo of sweet Wisdom by Julianna Mann

This news broke my heart. I’ve been to Zambia twice now, both times working with Wisdom’s siblings, and tons of other local children. But after every trip, I come back to America, and the harsh realities of Zambian life fade from my mind. I go back to being annoyed with long Starbucks lines, and cursing at drivers in front of me. This news re-grounded me, brought me back to understanding how privileged we are here. Can you even imagine knowing nothing of Tetanus? Can you imagine the loss of a child being nothing out of the norm? We are so lucky.

I simply ask that all of you keep Wisdom and his family in your thoughts and prayers this week. I ask that you take a moment to appreciate how lucky you are. And most importantly, if this has touched you, I ask that you consider beginning to sponsor a child at Samantha’s school. It’s only $25 a month to provide two meals a day and an education to a child. Upon hearing this news, I couldn’t stop thinking about how I could help. I decided the best I can do, is ask you to help us educate these kiddos. Education could save lives, literally in this sense. Click here to check out her school.

This post is to you, sweet Wisdom. May you rest in peace.

 

Sent to me by my father after my first trip to Zambia; written by Jenna Lower from her Etsy shop: OverTheMoonDesignCo

2 Comments

  1. Lara Watson

    October 17, 2017 at 10:15 pm

    This totally captures my feelings and thought on this. Its so easy to get consumed with first world life and forget the privilege and blessings we have but things like this make my heart want to run all the way back to Zambia. My heart is broken for Wisdom’s family, and especially Visco and Lucky who are dear to me.
    Thinking of all the Sunbirders and all the kids we still love though we are far away. xx

    1. Erika

      October 17, 2017 at 10:48 pm

      So good to hear from you, Lara. I couldn’t agree more; thinking of his siblings kills me. It’s wonderful, though, to think of the love being sent to those kiddos from all over the world. Sending my love to New Zealand. xoxo

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