Below is a portion of a blog entry written by Diana, an adoption counselor, after a recent trip to the Bresma Orphanage, Haiti.
The kids played a long, loud and rowdy game of kidnappers. The older boys were the bandits, of course, and they marched back and forth from the front yard to the back, chanting, "left, right, left, right", in unison. They would select a target (one of the older girls, or even me, once) and drag their victim back to the front yard amid wild shrieking and giggling. Then Mammi Lis would run to the front yard and pretend to chase the boys around with the belt she wears around her shoulders as a threat. The game went on for hours. I couldn't help but think over the deafening noise of 29 children, that this place does not sound like an orphanage. It sounds like noisy home.
Thankfully, there are hundreds of orphanages and SOS villages worldwide sustaining safe, loving, warm homes to thousands and thousands of orphaned children. Have a happy Thanksgiving in your "noisy home."
The ISA Family