Monday, February 9, 2015

Oxygenأكسجين

Sorry that I haven’t written in a while…or 3 years to be exact. We had to flee our home, and moved into a rural village located in Sadad. I lost this diary during the move and only just found it yesterday. Our of our22.85 population, 65 million of us have been internally displaced http://www.unhcr.org/pages/49e486a76.html. My family was lucky, Sadad  is only 122 km away (a 25 hour walk), some of my friends had to walk as far as 300 km to reach safety and locate family members.

Dr. Cornish examining Raja
Despite finding my diary, today is a sad day, because today Raja became so sick we had to seek medical care. After 6 hours of walking we came across an MSF tent. A doctor from Canada named Dr. Cornish examined Raja and said that she had Polio. I had only heard the word a few times, but I knew that it was bad because when the word crossed Dr. Cornish's lips he and my parents instantly began crying.  He said would do all he could, but just as our bellies, Raja’s odds were slim.

I didn’t understand why Dr. Cornish would fly from his home to live in a tent just to help people across the world, and when I asked my father, he explained that Dr. Cornish's decisions were influenced by something called his superego. Daddy went on to explain that the superego is an internal censor that comes from what morals and beliefs society instills inside of
To read more about MSF projects in
              Syria visit Dr. Stephen Cornish's blog at
      Crisis In Syria
our psyche. He said that Dr. Cornish was helping us because he felt that it was his ethic and moral obligation to, and that this duty outweighed his personal needs or desires. Although I didn’t understand this, I did understand that what Dr. Cornish was doing was extraordinary, and I made sure to thank him.

I must go to bed now, for my candlelight in beginning to dim. Goodnight, and, god please answer my prayers for Raja’s healing.