Today in the dump I talked to a young boy who had been avoiding me, he is around 12 years old and looks like a frighted dog, like someone has been beating him. His eyes dart about, he makes quick sudden movements with his head as he looks around him. He asked me not to take his photo and refused the small candy I offered him. He is the only child in the dump who has refused this small treat. This boy must have gone through some serious trauma in his life, at times as he looks about with fearful eyes it seems like he expects to be suddenly beaten, suddenly slapped. He is frightened by me, I need to go slowly, I wish I could speak to him and learn about his life. Does he have parents in the dump? Is he alone?