THE STORY OF ANNE     

           

        Last year, a child named Anne died to due hunger and malnutrition. I will tell you the details. It was summer on a Somalia camp. A young girl wearing rags as clothes asked her dad who is trying his best to provide food for her daughter. He sacrificed his food for his daughter who’s name is Anne.

Anne: Dad, can I please have some food?

Dad: Patience my daughter. We could eat some almost rotten food.

Anne: Okay dad.

But the days wear counting down for him and his daughter as the food they were eating does not has nutrition nor hygiene. Luckily, Oxfam arrived with a doctor to check on the refugees. They were eating the bad food when suddenly she fainted. The dad quickly ran to the doctor to get some help.

Doctor:  We need some help here people!

Nurse: Doctor, what is wrong with her? Did she have malnutrition or food poisoning?

Doctor: What did your daughter eat?

Dad: Not much. Just some almost rotten food…

Doctor: You fed her what?!

Dad: Food is scarce in this parts man…

Doctor: Very well. Nurse, give her some food poisoning medicine.

Nurse: Doctor, we just ran out.

Doctor: What?! That’s terrible!

Nurse: A new batch will be coming next couple of days.

Dad: What if my daughter doesn’t make it?

  So they decided to take her to the nearest facility, which is only six hours away by car. So the dad and doctor took her in the ambulance. The dad will drive while the doctor will make sure she is stable. They arrived and hurriedly put her in the E.R. Doctor told the dad that they came her two minutes too late. But two minutes can be the difference between life and death.

He kept grieving and cannot get over his daughter. Eventually, he survived the poverty and found a job. Every week, he visited his daughter’s grave and prayed for her.  He can’t stop thinking about her until his friend helped him move on with his life. The words his friend use are “This is what she would want you to do. Move on with your life.”

   He moved on with his life and found a girlfriend not long after that. They got married and had a daughter. He kept her second daughter save and try not to make the same mistake again. He told his second daughter, June about Anne and how hard it would be to live back then and told June about how lucky she was not to live at that time. He kept thinking if only she was here right now she would be a teenager and would like to have a little sister.

   Anne, looking from the Lord’s side says to Him. “Lord, why don’t you let me sit with my sister and survive?” He said:” Think about it.  If you were still with him, he would be busy taking care of you and will not have time for a relationship.” Anne nodded and trusted what He said to her.

   She came to June in her dreams and talked to her.

June said to Anne: Are you my sister?

Anne: How did you…

June: Daddy told me all about you.

Anne: I didn’t make it. I know how you wanted a big sister. Sorry.

June: It’s okay. But dad sometimes still blames himself because he didn’t save you.

Anne: Tell him that I forgive him.

June: Okay.

   June told her dad about the encounter and thought that she is just imagining it. I guess he’ll never know…