During first term I went for visitation day to St. Paul’s College to
visit some of our secondary students who attend boarding school there. While we
were all standing around chatting, I noticed there was a boy who was lingering
around our van. After a few minutes, I looked up and smiled at him. He then
came over and said, “Auntie, do you remember me?”
I meet many people and his face looked a bit familiar but I couldn’t
place it. I asked him how I knew him. “You carried me when I was little at St.
Kizito’s.” I then remembered him clearly. His name is James.
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| James is on the far right. |
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| Allan, me, and James (now in Senior One) |
Throughout the years I have had the opportunity to
take small groups of the Lulwanda children to a local babies home called St.
Kizito. Here we spend a few hours holding the little ones and playing with the
older ones. It is a double win because these babies get stimulation and special
attention that they might not have, while my LCH children are able to interact
with little ones and offer their service and love, instead of always being on
the receiving end.
Many of the children placed at St. Kizito have lost
their mother either while birthing that child or soon afterwards. This means
that there is usually a father or relative who want the newborn, but are unable
(or too overwhelmed) to properly care for the child. So, they are placed at St.
Kizito to be taken care by the Sisters (of the Catholic church) until they are
a bit older and can be returned to their relatives.
This means that throughout the years I have seen
many children come and go. It is very uncommon for me to return and the same
children to be there. But certain children have no one to go to and remain
throughout their childhood. James was one of these children and is now in
Senior One class and friends with some of our Lulwanda Children.
I have also gotten to watch sweet Jane grow in age (but barely in size)
over the years. It is a miracle she is still alive, in my opinion. She has cerebral palsy. Pray for the Lord’s perfect will and
help over her life. And that Jesus would daily be her closest friend.
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| Jane last week (8 years old) |
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| Jane in 2009 (about 2 years old) |
