Kids make the heart soft

We went shopping again for more supplies that they need here. This time we went in uniform. The kids came up to me all the time and ask if I was American and if I was from Texas. Alot of kids stared from far off, I would wink and smile at them and watch there face light up.

I befriended a 12 year old boy, Shahib, and he kinda followed us around the market. Found out he has no father. Really made me feel small. He ask about sports the kids played and he said he liked soccer. We were down there 3 or 4 hours and he kinda grew on me. He was in rags. Most of the other kids were dressed well but you could tell he didn't have much. When we were leaving I gave him $10 , a day and a half wages here, and told him to go by a soccerball and give the rest to his mother. Thought he was going to cry, as we pulled away I was tearing up.

Earlier in the day, alittle boy maybe 7-8 tugged on my shirt sleeve. He was very well dressed. He kept putting his fist over his heart and pointing to me. A shop keeper who knew him said he was deaf and mute. That was okay I understood him perfectly. If I didn't know what we are doing was right I did then.