This week I need to write more.
My heart broke by the images and story of Aylan and Ghalib Kurdi who drowned off the coast of Turkey after the boat that they were fleeing on with their parents capsized. Their story is filled with such sadness. In an interview on the CBC radio Aylan’s aunt recounted how her nephew used to call his father Abdullah everyday and request that he bring home a banana. Mr. Kurdi would, for Aylan, bring home a single banana and he would divide it two. One half for Aylan, one half for Ghalib. My sympathies go out to Mr. Kurdi. I weep for his loss. May the world learn.