This story takes place the same evening in the Agra train station. Nine-year old C.J. is standing next to a woman and her six year old girl who are begging for food and money. C.J. has been overwhelmed by the hoards of beggars, and being a pretty blond little girl people have been touching her all day, especially her hair. It's hard to tell how old the mom is, she just has a sad face that looks like it never smiles. In spite of wanting to be left alone C.J. asks her mom if she can give the little girl a juice box that she has saved from her box dinner for the train ride. Mom says, "O.K.", and the little girl smiles just a bit as she accepts it. We were all happy to see her open and drink the juice, as we had been told that often food gifts are taken by older men & women who send the women & children out to beg. They also confiscate any money that they are given, often beating them in the process. We rounded up another box of juice for C.J. to give to the girl. This is met with a BIG smile, she knows how good it is!! Mom is looking on, but her sad (hopeless) expression never changes. C.J., wise beyond her years and comfortable in many situations smiles at the woman, tells her that she has a beautiful daughter, and asks her name. The little girl is now playing peek-a-boo with C.J. behind her mom's sari. Suddenly, thanks to C.J., the little girl is happy for a moment knowing that she has a friend. And Mom smiles a real smile at her daughter's happiness. For a moment Mom's face is beautiful
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