We walked in, me first, and this gigantic group of kids
greeted me with the traditional "What's your name, Where are you from, How
old are you", type of questioning.
Absolutely darling kids, they were. Some of the kids stuck by my side as
if they were starved for visitors. Then we were soon high fiving and low fiving
and even doing thumb wrestling, a game someone else must have taught them. So overall it was a very heartening welcoming
and it was nice to have it happen.
The man who ran the place was polite and showed us
around. He spoke only French and Frank
could discuss some things with him. I
understood some things, but not all.
It was an enjoyable visit. We got to see that the kids lived in crammed
quarters but quite a bit of interesting things were being done. The kids themselves were building the place
under the tutelage of somebody. The kids
learned how to mix concrete and lay bricks and also did some of the design work
on the outside of the building. In addition they were raising their own food
and had their own garden. I believe the
Director was hoping to cultivate a little more land to thus have more
food. With a lot of hungry little mouths
to feed it had to be tough times.
Frank suggested that we donate some money so we each gave
$50 to the Director. He in return gave
us a couple of souvenirs (little woven baskets), because the kids were learning
how to weave things to sell and maybe support the place.
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