Nargis story 2
We are orphans. I don't know where my parents are. They might have passed away.
Sometimes, we receive some clothes like that. (in too big sizes)
Some of us are living in monasteries.
Some of us are living in schools.
Now, we are lining up for food.
Now, they are distributing rice. But, please look at it. (It's brown and in lumps that look like elephants!)
Are they for pigs? We don't think people donated rice like that.
They are wet, stinky and old. Anyway, we have to cook them to eat.
Editor's note -- sorry, the pictures could not be uploaded --
