Yesterday was a busy day, I wrote already about Kennedy who went to his new family. But later that day more things happened... The police came to bring a boy of 9 years old. His picture is at the left. His father had beaten him terrible. And you know why?? He took a piece of meat out of the sauce pan without asking. His father got very angry and he beat him with the panga on his shoulders and back and with a shoe in his face. The uncle rescued the boy and brought him to police. And so came the boy to us, while the police went after the father. I took the boy to the clinic next door, they took x-rays from his back, but there were no fractures. We got antibiotics and pain killers for him. He slept well and today he was doing much better. He was smiling and playing. And his pain was not so bad any more. His mother left the family a while ago and now his father beats him up, where does he feels safe now? The uncle will be probably the one to take him home, but it is a case of police. But it is so sad, I really feel for him.
This is Ruth, she just got her name at our veranda, she is 16 days old and her mother died last week. They had called her baby, they told us! The great grandmother and an old aunti came to ask for help. Another sad story, the father didn't even came for the burial of the mother. The two old ladies are the ones to take care of the baby now, since the father is gone and lost. Ruth is drinking well and i took her for an HIV test, because the two old ladies didn't know much about the mother of the baby, she had lived at the other side of Uganda. The baby is HIV-, that is very good news! Now she just has to grow.....
This afternoon I was called, come quickly, a monster in the garden!!!! I went, not knowing what to expect. And I saw a chameleon!!! It was very dangerous, according to the children, because he could spit at you and he could put his tail around you..... and more of this. I had to laugh and told them that it changes colours, and was not very dangerous. A couple of hours later, he was still around and was almost as grey as the sand where it was laying in. The children were asking that if you kill the chameleon, all the colours are than coming out. I told them not to try it, that that was not the case.
We closed the day with our daily singing time. After the supper we always sing together, with the beat of the big African drum. The little children are on the floor and we are around them. many of the staff who is around, but not working is joining for this singing time. we all have a lot of fun with the singing, clapping and dancing! All to the glory of God!
I loved reading these stories! Especially the one about the chameleon!ReplyDelete