This morning Hannah and I were standing in our room talking, when all of the sudden we heard the most pathetic sound. It sounded something like a woman whimpering. We stopped and ran outside onto the veranda to see what was going on. Oh. It was so sad- We saw a man, maybe in his late twenties? surrounded by a group of maybe 20 people. He seemed somewhat dazed- it was really confusing. They had a rake which they were beating him in the back with. He would stand up and another man would come behind him and start punching him. Then they would hit him with the rake again... Children would run up and kick him. Men would kick him. It was really awful to see. One of the worst things I've ever seen. It literally made me cry. It was disturbing to see the apparent delight everyone was having in it- even small children.
I was so thankful to see Dad had gone down. They told him that he was being beaten because he had stolen a rake (which they were beating him with). So, dad told them they had beaten him enough. Even as Dad helped him up and they were walking away a man kicked him in the back and another child kicked him. The man was absolutely filthy- extremely thin. He had an open gash on his hand that was very swollen and infected- something that happened before today. His lip was gashed open and bleeding. He had patches of skin on his face which almost looked like they were rotting off. Dad was able to help clean him up a little bit and we were able to give him some food and water. Anytime we're outside people gather- but especially when there's something unusual to see- like Americans helping a dirty heroine addict who had just been beaten for stealing. It was very, very sad. It was a really bizarre way to start the day. ;) But, one Bengali man- a teacher at the school downstairs- who we have been talking to a little bit lately, seem to have a lot of compassion. He's very supportive of us helpitng the little boy who is so abused in the street. When someone told him that this man was a thief he said, "Yes... but aren't we all thieves?" It's really nice to see such compassion. And the entire experience was a huge reminder of the wretched and miserable place God finds us in - and yet He continues to show us such love and mercy and compassion. Even is we deserve to suffer for what we have done wrong.
We also went shopping for saris tonight. Shopping here is- crazy. Suranjit always comes with us and helps us get the best prices/communicate with the shopkeepers. Shopping is pretty bad for me cause I usually tend to have an idea of exactly what I want and when I finally find it- it's waaayyy to expensive. As in this case where it was a sari that cost $100. Haha... it's hard having expensive taste and no money. ;) I found one I like though for like 20-25 dollars. So it's all good. We are going to go out for Hannah and I's birthdays and all of us girls were able to buy a sari. So, yeah- it's gonna be fun. :)
I was so thankful to see Dad had gone down. They told him that he was being beaten because he had stolen a rake (which they were beating him with). So, dad told them they had beaten him enough. Even as Dad helped him up and they were walking away a man kicked him in the back and another child kicked him. The man was absolutely filthy- extremely thin. He had an open gash on his hand that was very swollen and infected- something that happened before today. His lip was gashed open and bleeding. He had patches of skin on his face which almost looked like they were rotting off. Dad was able to help clean him up a little bit and we were able to give him some food and water. Anytime we're outside people gather- but especially when there's something unusual to see- like Americans helping a dirty heroine addict who had just been beaten for stealing. It was very, very sad. It was a really bizarre way to start the day. ;) But, one Bengali man- a teacher at the school downstairs- who we have been talking to a little bit lately, seem to have a lot of compassion. He's very supportive of us helpitng the little boy who is so abused in the street. When someone told him that this man was a thief he said, "Yes... but aren't we all thieves?" It's really nice to see such compassion. And the entire experience was a huge reminder of the wretched and miserable place God finds us in - and yet He continues to show us such love and mercy and compassion. Even is we deserve to suffer for what we have done wrong.
We also went shopping for saris tonight. Shopping here is- crazy. Suranjit always comes with us and helps us get the best prices/communicate with the shopkeepers. Shopping is pretty bad for me cause I usually tend to have an idea of exactly what I want and when I finally find it- it's waaayyy to expensive. As in this case where it was a sari that cost $100. Haha... it's hard having expensive taste and no money. ;) I found one I like though for like 20-25 dollars. So it's all good. We are going to go out for Hannah and I's birthdays and all of us girls were able to buy a sari. So, yeah- it's gonna be fun. :)
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