These are just some pictures for you to look at today. I hope you enjoy them.
These are just some pictures for you to look at today. I hope you enjoy them.
Today I want to show more pictures from Children’s Rescue Centre.
These faces are embedded in my mind and it does something to my heart to look at them.
Every child was special, they each had personalities different for the others, some were even little characters, they were funny and entertaining and loving.
It was like going to a party every day where everyone was nice. The boys danced too, when they did the big circle dance, the one in the center did the kicks and threw the grass but they also rolled their eyes back in their heads until you could only see the whites of their eyes. It was hilarious! Everyone laughed, this was the best part.
This was the day all the kids got to go shopping for clothes and it took a long time for them to each choose four outfits.
When we were done, we went for ice cream at Transmatt. None of them had ever had ice cream before, they didn’t know cold and they didn’t know sweet, we had to show them how to eat it.
One of the little girls dropped hers onto the floor first thing. I borrowed a spoonful from the others and piled her cone up again.
This was a wonderful day. We got them back home without losing anybody. They will be remembering ice cream and maybe be able to enjoy it again sometime.
The next day, they were wearing their new clothes, topped it off with their new jackets with hoodies, even though it was warm and balmy outside.
More pictures from the Children’s Rescue Centre in Maili Saba. When Paul and Lisa were there for six weeks this summer, they saw things that were needed. He hired a man named Jacob to dig a water well and now there is clean water for the orphanage and they share their water with neighbors. They called it Jacob’s Well.
I noticed there were gutters on the roof of the building and two huge tanks on each end where they could also collect rain water, the kids were washing their hands at the faucets all during the day. Another summer project was to buy chickens and have a chicken coop built. Then they needed a fence to keep the chickens out of the garden.
When we were there this time, some of the chickens had died so he replaced them and had them vaccinated so they would no longer get sick. Benton bought them garden tools since they had no hoes, shovels, rakes or picks. I bought the kitchen stuff, the churches around the Colman area paid for new mattresses, blankets, mosquito nets and linens. One in the group had electricity put in the orphanage, now a light in every room. The rooms were all painted with fresh light colors. Then the best of all were the many Bibles we took. Now each child has a King James version in English and the ones in Swahili they gave them last time. You can’t change the world but you can change a life~
Last summer, one of the projects for the Children’s Rescue Center in Maili Saba was to buy chickens. This meant also having a chicken coop built and fencing off an area to keep the chickens out of the garden. The plan was to eventually have enough chickens that each of the twenty children in the orphanage would have two eggs a day, one to eat and one to sell. When we went to Kitale over Christmas, many of the chickens had died from a virus so Paul again bought new ones to replace them.
When we were running races in the play yard, I heard the chickens squawking and wondered about them. Someone told me they were getting vaccinated, this will take care of the problem and keep them healthy.
The rooster at the orphanage was in the dinning room with a black hen all one afternoon. She was trying to find a good place to lay an egg and I tried to shoo her out of several rooms. Some of the little girls said she had been laying eggs in their room. They can raise some baby chicks, then keep the hens and use the young roosters for food. I like chickens, we have had them in our family for several years, only for pets and the eggs. They will die of old age, no one is ever going to have them for dinner.
This morning I am showing pictures from the trip~ places and things I liked but not enough for a full blown story. The jug is special to me, I have it sitting on my mantel, it smells like Africa, every store has this same smell, the people do too. It is a smoky, leathery, woody odor and every time I walk through my den I get a whiff of it. I like it because it reminds me of the time in that special place and my unbelievably wonderful trip there.
One of the things I wanted to take to Kenya was a toothbrush and tube of toothpaste for each child at the Children’s Rescue Centre at MailiSaba. A trip to Wal Mart and that deed was done. I put them in a nice heavy plastic bag with a zipper that made a neat little cube. It weighed about five pounds, but that was OK, I was allowed to carry 50 lbs in my checked baggage. Then came the Bibles that each of the five of us were to carry, so I was up to 14 lbs now and there was still plenty of room for my clothes. I forgot to calculate the weight of the empty suitcase which was another 14 lbs. I found out that the Velveeta Cheese had to go in the checked baggage, Elizabeth had told me how much she would like to have that. Also pie tins since there were none in the stores in Kitale. Of course, she would be thrilled to have packages of fresh shelled pecans from Meador’s Pecan Orchard, Big Red chewing gum, granola Bars, and a pair of new Sketcher Boots she had ordered and wanted me to bring. So I packed my clothes on top of everything and dragged the scales into the hallway to see how I was doing. Not so good, I was way over 50 lbs so I started taking out clothes. I moved some of the Bibles over to my ‘carry on’ and then was told I had to be able to lift it over my head, there would be no one to help me with that. Every time I added something to that bag, I tried lifting it over my head, then started taking stuff out until I could do it. I was finally down the right weight for the checked bag, the ‘carry on’ that I could (barely) lift and my really heavy purse that would fit under the seat on the plane. The first day we were in Kenya we went to the orphanage, I took the tooth brushes and the kids were happy with them but not sure what they were for. They caught on fast. Crest tastes good!
Later everyone took their stuff and put it in the window in their rooms. One thing I noticed about Kenyans, they all have beautiful white teeth, the only sweets they eat is a little fruit or maybe a piece of sugar cane. This was another one of those good days~
A project for two of us going on the trip was to build a kitchen for the orphanage. Just simple shelving and Rubbermaid tubs with screw on lids to store the Ugali flour and sugar. Naomi was the house mother who took care of everything from cooking to watching and loving the twenty kids. The first day we were there, I looked at her ‘kitchen’ (a shed off to the side) and there was a big fire with two 4 gallon size pots, boiling something for dinner. Those two utensils and a large butcher knife (with no handle) was all I saw. The kids ate out of disposable plates which she washed and they used every day. I asked Charles Masinde, who ran the orphanage to make a list of things they needed for the kitchen. His wife wrote up a long list and the next day we went into Kitale to Transmat, something like Wal Mart Super Store but bigger. I told him we only wanted heavy duty pots and first quality things, the same things I would want in my own kitchen.
An hour later, we had baskets filled with stainless steel pots, mixing bowls, butcher knives, paring knives, a chief’s knife, cutting board, large serving spoons, ladles, cheese grater, huge tea kettle, then stainless steel spoons and forks, nice unbreakable cream colored dinner plates and matching rimmed soup bowls and mugs. We went to the plastic ware department and bought dish pans, tubs, laundry baskets, and the buckets with screw on lids for the staples.
I had seen Naomi sweeping the area where the kids ate and studied, using a straw switch thing with no handle so I bought a broom. I was so happy with this purchase, no woman could manage without a real broom. The last thing I got were the sacks of Ugali flour, sugar and loaves of bread. I had told Charles I could only spend 20,000 shillings and the total bill came to just over that or $264. (the price of one kitchen appliance back home). This was one of those good days I will always remember. A real kitchen shower for Naomi. We never got the shelves built but that is something the men from the church can do later. Paul had another project in mind.
He hired electricians in town to come and put electricity in the orphanage, he told them to put light in every room and in the dinning/study hall and when they were finished he wanted to just flip a switch and have it all light up. It happened!