She was sanguine in every way. Her gait had a certain bounce that was unique in that part of the world, and she had the most infectious smile. She spoke very little English; yet her presence and expression communicated more than words. This young girl was named Nosipho, or ‘gift’ in English – and she was certainly a gift to me.
Last summer, I embarked on a medical mission in Nosipho’s native country, Swaziland. Over the two weeks I spent...