Much as i was standing with my back to the camp, i honestly hope that our attitude will not be that of turning our backs to the challenges that continue to bedevil our brothers and sisters. On this particular day the winds were blowing so hard. Its hands were shaking all in its way including my garments. Just look at the background and think of those who call these squalid hoods their home. Don't you think such images are a sad commentary on the history of this nation?
