Today was my second day doing my internship, and I woke up this morning with an unexplainable joy because of it. Last week was a little rough and very tiring, but this week I couldn’t wait to go back for some reason. I missed the kids and was emotionally and physically ready to see them again. This week I worked with the infants and one-year olds. As I learned all their names and listened to some of their stories, I felt this incredible love for these orphan children. One story of a little boy named Jethro, one of the happiest one-year olds there, specifically touched our hearts. Jethro was thrown in a latrine (a pit used as a toilet- we have one at our house J) right after he was born by his 14 year old mother. The mother had been raped and did not want the baby. Jethro was found 3 hours after he was thrown in the latrine and was miraculously still alive, although covered in poop and practically suffocated to death from the toxins and lack of air. Many of the other kids have similar stories of being left on the roadside or starved to death by their parents who neglected them. All of the children are either neglected children or orphans, and they all need to be shown love. After week 2 I have already fallen in love with these kids, and some of them have fallen in love with me. A few of them have attached themselves to me and follow me around, and one little girl accidentally called me mommy today (which I’m not sure is a good thing, but I loved it J). I miss them already, and I cannot wait until next week when I go back and get to spend more time getting to know these wonderful kids!
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