The Baja Boy is dying, that’s what they said to me, And they took me by the hand and led me there to see. To where he sat on seat of mat, still and very cold , At just one, year the wizened face of a man so very old.
Silent, rounded, swollen eyes staring way past me, Flies crusted round his nose and hands. He did not move, he could not move just stared across the sands, With milk, with food, with tender care, him surely we can save .
It seemed after all, only fair, that a tiny boy so brave. So we resolved at least to try to save this little one But when we came back just four hours past
The baja boy had gone
David Ellaway, 1985 (d. 2005)
Ambulance driver with the Emergency British Red Cross Team in Ethiopia, with Sister Elizabeth Caswell (1974)
My amazing mum was part of the British Red Cross Emergency Rescue team who went out to Ethiopia in 1974, during a terrible famine. Here she is in a ‘pop up’ clinic, in the middle of the Danakil desert (the hottest place on earth).
“That day we set up a clinic and I had measured out some gentian violet and then a dust storm blew up. You had to squat down and cover your head, I put a sharma (white shawl) over my head. You just had to wait it out. When the sandstorm blew away, a goat had drunk all of my gentian violet.”, Sister Elizabeth Caswell, July 1974.
On the 12th February 1974 the British Red Cross team met for the first time at the British Red Cross Head Quarters. Other Red Cross teams from Germany, New Zealand, Finland , Australia were also taking part as part of the International Red Cross’ mission. The British team lasted the longest.
The only members of the team who had worked abroad before were Sister Caswell and Margaret Carrington.