Letter from Phyllis Naidoo to Friends
Since 1961, April used to be a lovely month. It ushered in Sahdhan's (Sanna) birthday on Hungary's National Day (I am not sure whether this still obtains) on the 4th April" It was much laughter and fun. He was an extremely happy child. I think the only time I can recall tears was when he dropped a pot of boiling soup onto himself and burnt his chin, neck and chest. We were visiting my brother Ron in Richmond. A white doctor in a brown mercedes with his son ignored our Sanna's cries and drove off" However an old pensioned white doctor offered to help and did not charge for his services" It took so long to bring relief to my baby.