Ebtichg

Ebtichg….
The name is richly Arabic, and one has to search deep within their throat to pronounce it correctly. But the beauty of her face is beyond description. Deep eyes which have seen the reality of life many of us will never experience. But also a LOVE that is so deep, so purse, and so whole. Her eager heart and contagious laugh draws you in. But don’t try to reason with her, she is stuck in her ways and will hold strong to her arguments. What does the future hold? A diplomat, a translator, a person in authority, a mother at fourteen with no husband? Yes, the world holds so much for her heart. But world please don’t scar her as you have before. Don’t break her precious heart and eager spirit. Don’t scar her face with pain and hurt that is indescribable. Africa love this dear daughter of yours. Treat her as your precious jewel. She is worth so much more than any jewel. Father, she is your daughter, keep her in the palm of your hands. Open her heart to a personal relationship with you, one that will last for eternity.
Ebtichg….. the name, the face, it’s just one representing millions.