Lazaro was brought into the orphanage by local government officials, who recognised our work, helping needy children. His mother had died of AIDS, leaving him in a terrible state of neglect. He had a very deep ulcerated hole in the side of his head and another on his jaw. The holes were so big, you could fit your finger in. He was very sick and weak and his little body was full of worms.
Two years on, and this little boy has grown up into an entertaining youngster, with a loving heart and a happy grin, he spends his days playing with Alfredo, Selena and Zacharius. He loves football, and has quite a talent for it