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The tears of a street boy, and the power of the internet

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It’s easy to get caught up in our own needs without thinking of other people, especially when we’re caught up in our own problems. Still, whenever we can step out of our own perspective and help others, amazing things can happen. Consider the story of John Thuo, a homeless boy living in Nairobi, Kenya whose life changed after a chance encounter with an older woman.  Just like any other day, Thuo woke up and started approaching cars stopped in traffic to ask for money. In the process, he came upon a woman named Gladys Kamande. Unbeknownst to Thuo, 32-year-old Kamande was struggling with some serious issues of her own. As a result of collapsed lungs, Kamande needed to rely on machines to breathe normally, carrying an oxygen concentrator, a generator and oxygen cylinders with her at all times. As if that wasn’t enough, Kamande had been through 12 surgeries for her medical issues, one of which damaged her optical nerve rendering her blind. Upon asking her for mo...

The story of Cholera

This video contains all you need to know about Cholera. Credit: Global Health Media

The story of Ebola

The team at Global health media are doing a great work. This a video shows everything you need to knoe about Ebola. Credit: Global Health Media

Don't Criticize, condemn or complain.

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A re you tempted to criticise, complain, condemn or blame someone, kindly read this piece. FATHER FORGETS By W. Livingston Larned  Listen, son: I am saying this as you lie asleep, one little paw crumpled under your cheek and the blond curls stickily wet on your damp forehead. I have stolen into your room alone. Just a few minutes ago, as I sat reading my paper in the library, a stifling wave of remorse swept over me. Guiltily I came to your bedside. There are the things I was thinking, son: I had been cross to you. I scolded you as you were dressing for school because you gave your face merely a dab with a towel. I took you to task for not cleaning your shoes. I called out angrily when you threw some of your things on the floor. At breakfast I found fault, too. You spilled things. You gulped down your food. You put your elbows on the table. You spread butter too thick on your bread. And as you started off to play and I made for my train, you turned and waved a hand and calle...