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As usual, the Burkinabe did a great job of welcoming me back; so I've finally made it back to Yako and happy to be here. Unfortunately, shortly after I arrived, I received some sad news. One of the sponsored children, Zida Ibrahim had just died a couple hours before my return, possibly from Meningitis. He was a gem. He was a student in our 2nd grade class and I remember well his first days. He cried until lunch hour then disappeared. He had run home so we had to go get him and talk him back. This went on for a couple days; but after the rough start, he excelled. He was taller than a lot of the kids, so they soon looked up to him. He became the "chief" of the class. I had a bit of a crush on him because whereas the other boys are so shy, Ibrahim always ran up to greet me with a big 'ol smile. I'll attach some photos so you can see what I mean. It's hard knowing he's no longer there, but I'm thankful he must be in the Lord's hands!  
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Last Updated ( Sunday, 08 June 2008 )
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