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Marauding for the poor of Egypt.

EN - Monday, 17 August 2020

In Egypt, a food parcel costs 5 euros. A relatively small amount compared to the joy these few vital commodities bring. From France, take part in these marauds of the heart, make a donation.

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This woman must be in her 40s. Lying on the ground, with her two children, she finds it difficult to get up... crushed by the heat of the day (over 40 degrees) and having slept little, she occupies this piece of pavement in the shade of a bridge. Car noise, horns and pollution are omnipresent, but our car that stops calls out to her. She is afraid of the police, of workers who have come to dislodge her, or simply of men who might kidnap her children. But very quickly, she looks up and her face lights up. She knows that shirt with a red heart! It's SOS, the young Frenchmen and their Egyptian friends... She has already seen them several times since this winter. Indeed, winter and summer alike, and this for more than 8 months, the volunteers take turns once a week to distribute more than 100 meals to the most humble, to those who have no home. She stands up and smiles big, like her children who are entitled to a fruit juice. It's 10:30 p.m., the marauding has started well and the temperature is still 34 degrees. "At least one day where I don't wonder whether my children and I will find food or not," she says with eyes wrinkled with a mixture of emotion and relief. And for good reason, a volunteer has just dropped off three bags of food.

With the Covid-19 crisis, the distribution of food parcels has increased from 50 to 100 meals distributed per week? The number of homeless or beggars has exploded. Without tourists and financial support, tens of millions of Egyptians without a fixed income find themselves without resources. Christian ragpickers, building caretakers and housekeepers find themselves unemployed and now turn to churches and the French association present in Cairo and its slums.

These marauds are trying, not because of the overwhelming heat, but because the volunteers go to meet human beings reduced to a state of material as well as moral misery, thrown into the gutters. Those who have passed through the shantytowns of Ezbet El Nakhl and 15 May have seen extreme misery, but at least their inhabitants had a roof over their heads . No matter what their past life was as a construction worker, a grocer or a cleaning lady, today they are abandoned, excluded by society. They are seen as outcasts, worse people carrying all the diseases including Covid-19. But if indifference and rejection kill, a smile revives and it is this hope that the Egyptian and French volunteers are trying to bring.

One volunteer testifies: "Once, I ran out of the car to give the food package to a man who was sleeping under a bridge. He had his leg amputated and his head bandaged.  He was very dirty. His smallness inspired a lot of love in me and awakened in me the desire to do more. I didn't wonder if he was a Christian or what he had done to find himself here that night, it didn't matter to me. I only saw his soul. I walked up to him and I said to him in Arabic, "Take it, it's for you. He smiled at me and gave me a tender glance, he didn't say thank you but "God bless you"! ‘’

It's midnight, the temperature has barely dropped: 31 degrees. The teams return home with a smile on their faces, happy to have passed on joy and to have brought a meal to the humblest among us.

In Egypt, a food parcel costs 5 euros. A relatively small amount compared to the joy these few vital commodities bring. From France, take part in these marauds of the heart, make a donation.

 

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