I am anxious about the touching story of Audrey Hepburn caring for African children! !

Excerpt from Hepburn's autobiography Angels on Earth, written by Hepburn's son.

My mother said that she had never seen a hand begging for alms in Africa. She only saw the noble manners of these unfortunate people. Although they live in a world with extremely unbalanced development and can't compete with people from developed countries, they don't complain or hate life.

Robbie and John Isaac are photographers for UNICEF. They all described something to me that they will never forget. At that time, no one in the Somali refugee camp knew who her mother was. All they know is that every time a plane marked UNICEF lands, a woman will come out of the cabin. She is almost as thin as them. She is gentle and peaceful, and her eyes are full of innocence and kindness. At the end of a visit, the woman walked into a simple building and left. There are many hungry children there. They lined up to receive food prepared by UNICEF. At that time, the situation in Somalia was so bad that they could only eat porridge. She went up to talk to the UN officials who were distributing food. In a long line, a little girl looks very special. Hunger made her look a little weak, and she kept looking forward anxiously. When her eyes touched the woman, she seemed to freeze. Maybe the gentleness and motherhood that this woman exudes made her have an impulse in an instant. She put down her plate and ran to the woman, hugging her tightly. The woman was quiet and hugged the little girl tightly. At that moment, the need for feelings exceeded the need for survival. The girl may never forget the warmth and hope she got in the arms of that mysterious woman.

When Robbie and John told us the story, they had tears in their eyes. John is one of the greatest photographers of our time. He won't miss any valuable pictures under his camera, but he put down the camera at that time, just to make this moment belong to his mother and little girl, and he gave up the opportunity to take classic photos.

We often say that the quality of life is more important than quantity. Mother is proud of her role in UNICEF. Many times, although they can't save these children because of long-term hunger and disease, they can at least help these children to say goodbye to this world without suffering more and keep their inner peace.

Mothers believe that it is better to let a dying child due to chronic malnutrition die in the arms of a loving mother than to let them die with memories of abuse, child labor, child prostitution or war, even if this person is not his real mother.

My mother once sympathetically described to me what happened in Gismaiu, the first relief camp she visited after arriving in Somalia. A blind little girl groped along the fence on the edge of the rescue camp, wearing a tattered blue dress, and a large group of flies and unknown insects flew around her. My mother was shocked at that time. To her, this little girl is a concrete image of the tragic life of Somali children. She was abandoned by the world. Mother tried to comfort her and help her find her way. However, in an instant, the smile on the little girl's face disappeared and was replaced by indifference. Perhaps the long-term suffering and loneliness have made her no longer accustomed to the help and care of others.