The owner of the farm where we bought the goats heard that one of the ladies has several blind children and he decided that he was going to give her a free goat and alot of feed to go with it. So we threw that one in with the 2 hopefully pregnant ones and went back to the camp.
When I visit the 'blind lady' as we call her, there are always these two little kids there, a 3 yr old girl and her 2 yr old brother. They have always been scared of us and usually will peak around corners and run away giggling. Just normal stuff like that. Last week I was there and all the sudden the little girl just planted herself in front of me and held up her arms. I picked her up and the next thing I knew her brother was there too so I walked around with a kid on each hip until my arms got too tired.
When her mom came over and saw the little girl being all friendly she asked her 'are you and the white girl friends now?' and the little girl just giggled and snuggled up to me. It was a little different. A lot of the kids are afraid of us. The ones who aren't afraid will usually sit really far from me on the bed and then slowly scoot over until they're close but they never get too close.
Then today we pulled up in front of the blind lady's house and the little boy and girl were about 50 yards away in the street. The minute this little girl saw us she took off running towards us as fast as she could go. I saw her coming and squatted down and held out my hand to shake her hand (strange but normal for a 3 yr old) but instead of shaking my hand she threw her arms around my neck and would not let go.
So I carried her around a while but this time I had tears in my eyes. I guess it doesn't take much for a 3 yr old to touch your heart.
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stop telling stories like that- you are going to make me cry- and i dont cry...
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