“Papa, will you be proud of me, if I become a doctor when I grow up ?” my 4 and a half year old daughter Alice would ask ,adjusting her toy stethoscope around her ears. A father’s emotional heart, that’s what a daughter is .
I am waiting in my car , struggling to find a way to break the news to her mother . My eyes and heart bleed tears as I picture her orphaned charred toys in the mound of ashes. I wish we had not sent her to school today . She would have been safe at home and ALIVE.