Choor! Choor!

As we toted the boxes into the clinic today, the kids started chanting, "choor! choor!" as we filed past.  Once we got inside, I asked the doctor what this meant.  Apparently, when you are ready for the situation to turn into complete mayhem, this is the word you use, since it means something like "free-for-all," "take as much as you like," or "the pinata has just burst open, every mob the candy while stepping over the people in front of you!"  So the kids were trying to get us to say this word so they could take the whole bag of lollipops.

This is Melissa trying to keep people under control while handing out candy.  Even the older men were jockeying for position to catch the pieces that fell to the ground.

Most of the donations we brought today were for winter (it was 19 F last night): lotion for cracked skin, hats, gloves, sweaters, coats, and shoes.  We can never keep shoes, everyone needs them.  If they are two sizes too big or too small, they will a move like Cinderella's sister: cram their foot in, show you it fits, and take the shoes.  Dr. Arfan is trying on some shoes also:

This mother brought her boys with her and asked if they could pick out a pair of shoes. 

 The older boy got a pair of very nice Nikes sent by Leslie and Jim from NY.  The younger one got some warm hiking boots.  They were very grateful, since most people cannot afford quality shoes- they usually wear what we would refer to as slippers or house shoes.   They were so grateful even Mom posed for a "thumbs up" -not something you would usually see an Afghan woman do.

Thanks for the donations, everyone. We'll make this last month of ODB really count!