International: Through a Cloud of Dust

From iron-curtained Bulgaria the U.N.'s International Children's Emergency Fund at Lake Success last week received a poem in praise of milk. It was written by an eleven-year-old girl, Marche Dobreva, inmate of Sofia's Michena Greza Orphanage and one of 3,500,000 children in twelve European nations receiving supplemental food from the fund.

Marche wrote:

Come quickly to the dining room,

You who have overslept.

If there were no milk

I'd be tempted to sleep on—

A cup of fresh milk

Is drunk with great delight,

And that's why, at this time,

We thank you, United Nations.

In the open window,

The sun shines through

A cloud of dust that is rising.

But we don't mind,


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