The girls stayed in Mayvis’ back house. I got the top bunk J
Scott, being one of the only males got his own tent in the front yard.
There were 2 showers but never any hot water. We ate yogurt and granola for breakfast and a PB and J sandwich for lunch everyday.
But Eta treated us extra special for dinner. She (with the help of family) made us a delicious dinner every night.
Sometimes we got fresh chicken...and there was always fresh vegetables and Shima.
The girls loved to play with my hair and braid it.
But best of all we got to play and read to the kids.
The kids at the center are so strong, and have overcome so much.
Emmanuel was my buddy the whole time we were there. He didn’t talk much, or smile for that matter, but he always came and sat on my lap or held my hand. His parents both died from AIDS and he is now with his siblings at the center. I can’t imagine the pain his little eyes have seen, but I loved his sweet spirit and the glimps of a smile that I got out of him every once in a while.
When you talk to Carol, you feel as if you are in the presence of greatness.
About a year after our trip, we received the devastating email that Carol had passed away from AIDS. The world lost a true angel, but I know that our Heavenly Father has great plans for her on the other side of the veil.