Senegalese children receive gifts from Samaritan’s Purse. These would be the only possessions many of the children could call their own. (Photo: Karen Stiller)
BY Karen Stiller
TUCKED AWAY on a narrow side street of Dakar, a barred door opens into a courtyard. Laundry is strung across the open space, drying under the hotter-than-hot sun, mostly t-shirts of the boys who sprawl on mats in the corner watching old cartoons on an even older television.
What appears to be a high-stakes game of UNO unfolds around a card table near a scratched and faded ping-pong table.
This is a boy’s shelter run by a Christian couple in the predominantly Muslim nation