A few days ago, ‘Chief Wiggles‘, a US Army officer working in civil affairs in Iraq, wrote about giving a few toys to a young Iraqi girl who was momentarily separated from her mother.
She was obviously very poor, in her tattered old dress, totally worn out plastic flip-flops, her hair matted against her head indicating she hadn’t had a bath in a long time and her skin blistered from the dirt and weather.
Once I saw her I quickly told the MP’s to move the barbed wire back to let her in to join her mother. Her crying stopped as she darted in to grab a hold of her mother’s long black dishdasha, torn and frayed from years of use. As she stood by her mother’s side, grasping her dress, I moved over slowly to brush her stringy hair away from her eyes and to pat her gently on the head, as I told the guard to make sure they don’t leave before I could return.
I quickly loaded up the sources in my car and returned them to my office in the palace. I told them to wait for a moment, while I rummaged through my FedEx box full of toys sent my by my teammates back home. I grabbed a comb, a brush, a pair of new flip-flops, a whistle, a stuffed monkey whose arms hang around your neck, and a new toothbrush and tooth paste and dashed out the door, telling my interpreter to come along.
As I made my way back over to the front gate, I saw the little girl and her mother waiting patiently anticipating my return, not knowing why I had asked them to wait. Bending down I handed her the items one by one, as I explained what each item was, to insure she knew what I was giving her, especially as I gave her the toothbrush, asking her to be sure to brush everyday.
Her eyes lit up with such joy as I put the monkey arms over her head. She was so excited to receive everything, being somewhat shy though, not having dealt with an American before. She was so precious as her big brown eyes looked up at me, causing me to almost breakdown into tears as I walked away quickly so as to not bring too much attention to the little girl from the on looking crowd.
My eyes started to tear up just reading that.
A few days later, he’s basically running a toy drive for Iraqi children. I’m going to put something together for this. Hopefully word of this will inspire some toy manufacturers to donate a few crates.
