What I’m thinking in the night

Four years ago, Peregrine was present when our teenage neighbor went into labor. The young woman's previous hospital childbirth had been so abusive that this time she insisted on giving birth at home attended by untrained local women. Peregrine was with her at the birth and helped as she was instructed. The baby died. The …

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Getting in other people’s business

Most of the stories I have written here happened years ago. This one was yesterday. I was walking through one neighborhood where I teach when I heard the thump of blows. I paused, discerned sobbing. Peered around the window of the home it was coming from, but could see nothing. The blows continued. Someone was …

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Child labor and Sanjiv

I'm sitting on my mattress writing an essay about child laborers. Three feet in front of me, a child laborer colors on a piece of paper. The coloring is probably little Alisha's1 best intellectual stimulation in days. To my left, Sanjiv is hammering away at Peregrine's purse, fixing a strap that's been broken for months. He …

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