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� Dec. 31, 2008 - Reflecting.
Hello. I figured I have ignored you all to long, and should right and let you know that have not forgotten you, nor fallen under some great catastrophic blanket of unfortunate events. I'm doing perfectly fine. I've just been not in the mood to blog.
I thought I'd share some about my trip to Mozambique Africa.
Never have I seen so much joy and sadness at the same time. There are things that I've seen which made me laugh, and cry. I have seen babies crying because they are so malnourished they were bloated, and I have seen little children who live at the garbage dump, laughing and full of joy, and clamoring to get your attention to hold them, or swing them around in circles. I have seen a little boy named Faustino, who ran away from his home to live on the streets, cause his parents beat him. His only posessions were they oversized clothes he was wearing, and a broken pink backpack that had a sheet in it. I cried my eyes out cause my heart ached so much for such a little boy, who couldn't have been more then 7. He didn't even have shoes, only a pair of socks that were much to large for him. His clothes were ragged, and full of holes, and he clutched his little bag close to himself so that none of the bigger boys would take it.
I have held babies in my arms, who are now healthy, but were close to dying when they were brought to the center. Like Sina, who came to the center at 5 weeks old, weighing 3 pounds. So sick, with AIDS as many of the babies are. Now about 2 years later, she is miraculously healed from H.I.V. and is ruling the roost in the baby house. and Joao, a little boy who is a bundle of energy and fun, who was incredibly sick when he came, and had a feeding tube in his nose.
There was also Thabo, aged about 7 years old, who was litteraly skin stretched over bone, and nothing else. He was a sweet little boy, weighing maybe 20 pounds. He was brought to the center by the police, because he had AIDS, his family ignored him, and while they lived in a nice house with electricity, he lived outside on the porch, occasionaly they fed him, but not often. In October ( I think), Thabo went home to be with Jesus.
But I also saw Paulo, who is just now learning to feed himself. He is about 8 or 9 years old, and my 3 year old niece is bigger than him. I saw him stand up all by himself for the very first time. A family at our church sent leg braces for him. Now Paulo can pull himself up to standing.
And with the joy mixed with Sadness, there is Carmina, a very happy and strong little girl, who is around 6 and can't walk on her own. They think that when she was a baby she had menengitis and hadn't been treated until to late. she has practically no fine motor skills, and can't feed herself with a spoon. And she can't talk either, but she sure nose what " Carmina esto muito bonita!" ( Carmina is very pretty)means, and she got a huge smile whenever I told her that.
And all of the little kids in the baby house called me Mana Ana, and my sister Mana Cara. they thought it was halairious when I said " Nao! Meu Nome Mana Cara! Mana Ana esto minia` irma`!" I don't know which was funnier, my trying to speak Portuguese, or them laughing hystarically when I pretended to cry.
And also the girls tried to teach me Portuguese. While I definately know what cabasa, boca, lingua and narish means, I'm afraid I wasn't the best student. So, in turn, I taught them some Pig Latin, The only language besides English I am fluent at.
I cried when I had to leave, and spent most of the last flight home trying not burst into tears, cause I wasn't ready to come home yet. I hope to go back to Africa soon, cause it was so amazing!!!
Now my sister is yelling at me to get off, so good bye! I pray that 2009 will be a wonderful year for us all!
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I'm an 18 year old recently home schooled graduate. I am a born again Christian and strive to honor God with my life.
I enjoy singing, and playing various musical instruments.
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