stumble over.
No feeling in my legs, hoping that we have lost the tracker.
I clapes with my little one on my back.
I wonder where the fencIe has gone.

have we lost our only hope of finding our hopeless mother... 

My life saving. My golder treacher, justs slipped out of my hands. My mind goes blank, and my heart drops down a beat. That was 3 days of food for my kid. just fore a cab for my boss. How can we life go on like this. No money no home no nothing.