Today nothing much to write about.
We got picked up by Germetchew the
orphanage driver at 10am African, so about 10:45am. We met Elizabeth, the orphanage director at a
local store to purchase some grocery items.
As adoptions have been down lately and the fact that courts close in
August and September, their food supply dwindles. Candy, Rob, Karen & I pooled money our
money together to be able to purchase $1200 ($22,470 birr) worth of groceries
for the orphanage. Elizabeth picked out
what she knew that they needed.
Karen
& I want to thank our church Dundas St. United in Woodstock to be able to
do this. In the last four years, proceeds
from dinners, concerts, bus trip to show in Toronto, personal donations and of
course, Pies R Us helped raise $5700 towards our expenses. We felt that the least we could do was tithe back
to the orphanage. Dundas we are so
blessed to be part of this church and know you are all family. God has worked in so many ways throughout our
church with young and old. We are all
blessed to have one another with Christ being the center focus.
Once van was loaded we proceeded to the orphanage.
As we pulled in we could see Ibssa before we
got out of the van. With the smile on
his face and the sparkle in his eyes we knew he recognized us right away. We unloaded all the groceries from the van
before we got to give our new son his hugs and kisses. We were able to play and spend about 45
minutes with Ibssa before it was lunch time and then a quiet time in their
rooms. During this time Elizabeth gave
us a tour of the entire orphanage showing us each bedroom by their age bracket
(0-6 months, 6-12 months, young boys, and young girls). They had a nurses room, a baby food
preparation room, kitchen, food storage room, classroom, and an office.
Right next to the orphanage was a women’s
training center that the orphanage started.
This center is to help mothers learn a skill, to support their children so
they don’t have to put them in an orphanage.
This was amazing to see so many young women trying to create a life for
themselves.
Cooking, hairdressing,
sewing and weaving were all trades they could learn. Items created at this center would be sold to
help support the orphanage and these women’s programs. There was a wall of pictures of graduates
from these programs some even with the traditional graduation gowns that many
of us have seen our children wearing.
God is mighty and in the hearts of all the moms and staff throughout
this orphanage.
Once our tour was finished it was more time
with Ibssa and Ephram (Candy & Rob’s baby).
Like the child I am, Ibssa and I are playing while Karen is giving Candy
some new mom advice. About half an hour
goes by and then it’s time to leave. A
discussion ensues about when we should make the forever move from the
orphanage. The women (voice of emotion),
of course, say tomorrow. The men (voice
of reason) say Thursday. As both couples
still need to purchase items that the boys are used to. We got some of the details of what products
they are used to; hair cleaning, skin lotion, baby formula, baby items, food
and drink routines etc. The ladies for a
change agree with the men and Thursday is the day. We will visit again tomorrow for a couple of
hours. We will return on Thursday and
host a pizza party with all the kids and staff.
This seems to be a tradition that happens when children are leaving as a
last goodbye. We will get pizza, cake,
cookies and soda for lunch and once that is over, the goodbyes will start. I am sure this must be a strongly emotional
time given that some of these children have grown up together. Ibssa has already been there three and a half
years. The worst part will be for the
mammies, feeling that the child they have raised is now leaving the only home
he knew. I pray for God’s blessings for
all at the orphanage during this time and the days to follow.
As we loaded up - kisses, hugs, smiles and
reassurance that we would return. I am
sure there is still holes in Ibssa’s heart everytime we leave. He must be thinking of all the other non-Ethopian
people that have come and gone but not taken him. Thursday will be such a special day that we
will never forget.
After the orphanage we returned to
Afroland, Candy & Rob’s guesthouse. We
met up with another Canadian couple from Edmonton, Heather and Dave. They already have a son and daughter but are
there to adopt a 6 ½ yr old son. They
are going to court tomorrow, so we spent an hour with them getting to know each
other and sharing experiences so far.
We loaded up again to go to the large supermarket
which was more like ours at home. It was
kind of weird to have guards that checked your bags and did a quick body swipe
before you went in. Both women were
rebels as they had water in their purses that they had to surrender. After picking up some items we were
done. If you ever shopped with Karen, I
was told we were done three times but the basket just kept getting heavier. Now were done – nope they just brought in
fresh bread and it’s still warm. Ok now
were done and the only reason I know this is we paid and are now standing
outside.
On the way back to the guesthouse, our
driver Marcus stops at a local shop, he ran in and bought us a loaf of Ethiopian
bread. It’s baked in banana leaves which
it’s still wrapped in and the taste was delicious. It kind of tasted like caraway seeds in it. Once
we get out at guesthouse, Marcus yells down the street and a vendor runs up to
us so we can buy pineapple. For the ones
that went to Uganda, they will remember how the pineapples were so much better
than the ones we get a home.
Our day was now complete except for
supper. The whole group of us Canadians
(8) walked three or four blocks in the rain to an Italian restaurant. The food was Italian dishes but didn’t taste
quite the same as home.
Our day has now ended and again we feel
exhausted as I write this blog. We thank
God for every minute and pray that he continues to bestow his blessings on us
for our health, safety, family and friends.
Blessing and love to you all.
What a great day! Glory to God for all the workers and servants obedient to His voice.
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