I don't know what her official diagnosis is or was - perhaps just a garden-variety speech delay with unknown causes. All I know is that when I see her stand up for herself and speak, asserting herself with a mighty roar, "You're not the boss of me!" my heart swells with relief, pride, love, and satisfaction.
I left university with the notion that large institutions worked methodically on all issues of need in poor countries. When a met Ling, a boy from Cambodia desperately in need of speech therapy services, I discovered that there was a significant need in the developing world being ignored by our world's largest aid organisations.