“They Even Have to Borrow Their Toys”: Family Advocacy in Iraq
May 18, 2010 by Joshua

Yousif is a six year old boy in need of heart surgery. He lives in a small village about three hours from our office in Iraq. Like so many of the children we meet, Yousif is slowly dying from a hole in his heart and his family has come to us for help. We are hoping to provide him with surgery this fall, and so today Jessica, Awara and I took a trip to visit with them, assess their family situation, and discuss details of his prospective surgery.

After being greeted at the door by the parents and eight of their ten children, we were brought inside and were overwhelmed with greetings and welcomes. Home visits are one of my favorite parts of working here but it’s always hard to sit in a living room when so many kids stand right outside the window waiting to play! I usually excuse myself from these meetings to go play with the kids.
I’ve learned through past home visits that the best way to connect with these kids is through a soccer ball, so I asked if they want to play. But these kids just looked down to the ground, and told me with sad faces they didn’t have one. I think their sadness was rooted partly in disappointing their guest, but also in a sincere desire for a soccer ball of their own.
So there we were – all eight of us – standing awkwardly by the door, until an older sister grabbed Yousif, carried him to the swing, and told me, “OK! OK!” while motioning for me to take his photo. I couldn’t help but laugh.
I’m not sure why – maybe because I hoped the answer had changed in the last 30 seconds – but I asked again if they had a soccer ball. This time Yousif ran to the gate and disappeared outside, leaving me a bit confused. He came back with a huge smile on his face and presented me with a prize: the neighbor’s soccer ball.
They even need to borrow their toys.
I shared in his joy, smiled with him, and put my camera down to begin forming soccer teams. This, however, was unacceptable for one of the sisters, that I would put my camera on their dusty ground. With such respect, she picked it up and held it for me. I was struck by her kindness. I taught her how to use it, and she stayed on the sidelines, perfectly content to photograph our game on a make-shift field of rocks, mud and roots.
This was the breaking point – the point of home visits I so love. I was no longer just the foreigner, just the person to gaze at and offer their heartfelt service and respect. I was a friend. (Or to those not on my team, the big guy they had to stop from scoring!) Either way, a bond had formed and we played and played in the heat until our faces dripped with sweat and mud and dirt covered our shoes, laughing as our silly game of soccer progressed.


Luckily for our team, I was called back inside for tea right after we gave up four goals in a row. We paused the game. Jessica and Awara finished up their conversations with the parents, and we got up to leave. This was by far, one of the best home visits I’ve been on. I love these kids already, and cant wait to visit them again.
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| Joshua Gigliotti is a PLC Summer Intern ('09) turned short-term staff who spends a majority of his time with PLC taking exceptional photos of children in Iraq in an effort to humanize Iraqis and portray them as people full of dreams and hope. When his camera is not in-hand, Josh is often found in local tea houses with friends and also enjoys traversing the great outdoors. Follow Joshua on Twitter: @JoshGigs. |





