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Children of the Siria Valley |
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Odair Upon approaching the little house, we can hear the sounds of children playing in front of the white walls. Four-year-old Hamilton Josuè Ramos and one-year-old Michelle Arteaga watch us curiously as we walk up. We can see that they both have ulcers on their skin. Hamilton runs barefoot to tell his grandmother Lidia Rivera about the visitors, while Michelle just keeps staring. I reach out and touch Michelle's head; I can feel the little bumps under her hair. Michelle is Lidia's youngest daughter and Hamilton is her grandson, who has lived with her since he was a baby. The children have not received any medical treatment for their illness. The times they have gone to the clinic, there were only assistant nurses available to see them. Lidia adds that she has been told that only one child per household could be attended, when she brought both children to the clinic. She then had to split the medicine prescribed for one between the two. Lidia can only lament her inability to access the resources necessary to get proper medical treatment for the children. Beiran, Ostin
and Gustavo Velásquez Beiran, Ostin and Gustavo press themselves against a wall to watch the visitors, while a group of their friends press in from outside to see what is going on. Beiran is in the sixth grade and Ostin is in the fourth grade at the Josè Trinidad Cabañas School. Little Gustavo says his hobby is taking baths, perhaps because of the constant heat. The boys like to help their father, Reynaldo Velàsquez, in the family's bean and corn fields. With their short hair, it is easy to see the bald spots on their heads, which stand out like little moons in their black hair. They say they are not embarrassed by the bald spots because so many of the children at their school have the same problem. "No one makes fun of anyone," they say. Many of the children in El Pedernal suffer from hair loss, though it is easier for the girls with long hair to hide it. The children crowding into the Velàsquez Hernàndez home begin to spontaneously list their ailments: "He has spots"; "I have a rash"; "Go on, show them your skin," they chime in. |
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| The boys say they do not know why they are losing hair. "It doesn't hurt," says Ostin, "it just itches." Beiran, the oldest, goes in search of the medicine they've been given and returns with a plastic bag full of children's vitamins shaped like animals. It seems this is all the treatment they've been given. The
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