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Elliot the Dragon and the ant

Once upon a time there was a little dragon called Elliot. He lived in a cave with his Mama Dragon, Dadda Dragon, and little brother Callum Dragon. Elliot was a golden dragon and Callum was a pink dragon. The family loved each other very much and most of the time […]

A brotherhood in transition

Last night I wiped the tears and kissed the cheeks and hugged the skinny little body of my anxious three-year-old, who as he thinks about our trip to Australia, is constantly checking that Mama AND Dadda AND Elliot will be there too. “Please don’t leave me,” he sobbed. This is […]

A poem for Red Twin

Arthur Davis, Friday, 16 March 2018 ~ Waiting Little ones murmur and squawk We mung on Vietnamese rolls The four women keep watch with their hands Hold her with their eyes There’s so much life in here Her breath Itchy head Is she in pain? No Wiggles on the iPad […]

On grief: returning to Tanzania

Before we left for Tanzania the first time, I wrote a series on risk. There were so many unknowns: how were we thinking about them? We know life in Tanzania a bit now. Things seem less risky. We are not fearful about returning to Tanzania. Instead, in this last month before […]