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...Cairo when Sister Emmanuelle, 74, awakens in her hut with its dirt floor and gaping hole in the roof. After washing in a bucket, she sets out on a two-mile walk to attend Mass at the nearest church. She is clad in a white smock and a necklace

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The New Missionary | 12/27/1982 | See Source »

...clock Sister Emmanuelle welcomes 40 youngsters who attend school at her hut. She is distressed that ten students are absent; undoubtedly they are out working with their parents in the garbage heap. She will visit them later that day with lessons. In this environment of waste and disease, where she has worked for ten years, Sister Emmanuelle endlessly preaches the need for cleanliness, and the children at school are neatly dressed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The New Missionary | 12/27/1982 | See Source »

...when the couple lived in a grass hut in the village of Kelila, the tribal chief surprised them one day by coming to say, "As long as we have our fetishes, we are not ready to hear God." About 5,000 Danis brought charms and spirit paraphernalia to throw onto a bonfire. Recalls Dillinger: "The men shouted...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The New Missionary | 12/27/1982 | See Source »

...bulldozer rakes up a wood plank or a cluster of twisted steel supports, someone will claim it and try to build a hut around it. There are women of all ages. There are children everywhere, who chase one another through the ruins and occasionally, oblivious to the danger, scramble into the shovels of the moving UNRWA tractors. One sees few men. Some are dead; others have been detained by the Israelis, who still make sorties into the camp in search of Palestine Liberation Organization suspects. One of those imprisoned was Hodrasadi's son Ibrahim, 18, who had recently undergone...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Now the Enemy Is Winter | 12/13/1982 | See Source »

...light is now coming up in Cambridge, and by my calculations that means the sun is just going down in Mauritania. I wonder if she is thinking about home. It must seem very far away. I wonder if it seems strange to her as she lies in her mud hut in some little village as the sun finally settles, that somewhere thousands of miles across the sand and the ocean. New England is just waking up, and life goes on as usual...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: So Far Away | 11/8/1982 | See Source »

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