I
thought I would feel sorry for the children at the children home
(orphanage) but surprisingly I don't. I planned on coming to Ghana and
becoming emotionally unbalanced due to their situations, but
surprisingly I'm not. I thought without a doubt I would lose sleep at
night thinking about the children's stories but I didn't. All the
expectations I came to Ghana with were proven wrong because I judged a
book by it's cover. I assumed these children would be living in the
worst condition imaginable. It wasn't that bad. It's funny because my
initial plan was to make a difference in the children's lives. Little
did I know they would be the ones making a difference in mine...
A
very special boy by the name of Anuk was pretty
shy towards me the first few days, but by beach day he had completely
warmed up to me. Anuk-- autistic, is the smartest and happiest boy I was
fortunate enough to have met during my time at the children's home. Not
to mention he understood English better than any of the other
children. He was our little helper; rather he was helping with dishes or
laundry, you could find him close by lending a helping hand and smiling
while doing so. I
can close my eyes and hear him laughing and giggling because he did so
much of that while I was there. I rarely saw him upset or throwing a
tantrum like the other children his age. He made a mark on my heart.
Then
there is Miss Etelle, a bubbling 2 year old who has the most infectious
smile I've ever seen. She without a doubt completely stole my heart on
day 1. Rather she was trotting around the children's home doing her own
thing or up in my face repeating everything I said, she definitely
marched to the beat of her own drum. The 'Etelle' way as I would like to
call it. Especially
when she walked out of class to potty without notice 6 or 7 times. At
just 2, she has the personality of an interesting yet very personable 10
year old. If you were to make eye contact with her she would do her
signature giggle and
smile and proceed to handle her business. She without a doubt has been
here before. She knows how to work the system too well not to have been.
Then there is Qua-koo! A grown soul in a 4 year olds body.
He likes to observe a lot. I would catch him staring into thin air
instead of following the teachers instructions almost all of the time.
He had a little mystery to him. However, when he wanted something he
knew
how to play his role as a 4 year old. On my last day at the orphanage, I
gave one of the older girls, Sarah some socks and Qua-koo
wanted a pair. Even though his tiny feet could never fit them, he
insisted that he wanted a pair. I hadn't seen him so happy when I
finally gave in to those big beautiful innocent eyes of his after
hearing him repeat "socks, socks" for half an hour. A pair of socks made
his entire day. The babies were always grateful for any ol thing you'd
give them. They would often respond saying "Thank you, God Bless you". I
without a doubt wanted to bring a handful of them home with me just
because of their mannerisms. Every day I arrived at the orphanage
Qua-koo would want me to chase him for a hug. Always playing hard to
get. On my last day as I was leaving he did the same thing, except he
waited until I walked outside the gate to come give me a last goodbye. A
hug I'll remember forever because I know it held so much meaning from
one of my babies. They're use to volunteers coming and going all the
time, but still give a special kind of love and respect to each one.
Their may be another Madame Quay that comes along but I know without a
doubt i left part of my heart with them that they'll rightfully own
forever. Now, Oceans
apart from Madame Quay's babies I'm thinking about them
every day until I can squeeze them and attack them with kisses again.
They may never know this but I'm so thankful for their young souls and
the simple lessons
they taught me about life. Remain positive and smile through any
circumstance you're faced with regardless of the situation. Those
children are all well aware of their living arrangements yet they love
unconditionally and can manage to be happy. Running wild and free
without a simple worry because they know everything will always be
alright in
the end. The things a child can teach you...
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ReplyDeleteWow, I read and I am there. Thank you for the wonderful experience.....Kid Quay :)
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