There are trivial things, there are meaningful things
This is the story of Aye Aye Soe. She lost bothe her parents remaining with his brother and her sister. A story that will be common among most of the unlucky people of Irrawaddy.
But this picture has struck me, seeing her eyes proud and embracing his brother.
That is the reason why I have promised mysellf to visit and to help this people next winter, just to do something useful to others.
No other word is needed here.