Monday, August 17, 2015

Glimpses of life at BJO

This is Margaret.  Anthony and Bekah have asked me to share a little about our recent trip.  What I'd like to share with you is a few snapshots of life at the Betty Jonah Orphanage. They say a picture speaks 1000 words so here goes. . .




If you must ride on a ping-ping, choose the Jesus bike! Milton drove us around on occasion.  Even Ma (in her 70s) rides with him.


We saw Ebola posters everywhere.  Billboards, bulletin boards, airport walls, doors.  These were on the clinic door. I even saw one above a girl's bed at the orphanage.  It was her only wall decoration.







First you wash your clothes and then you dry them.  Pauline has hers drying on the lawn.







If you don't have a toy car, just make your own! These were made from a motor oil bottle and some tin cans.  Ingenious.



The remains of our lunch.  On this day Ma has made us rice with pumpkin soup.  We brought our own bottled water.  Usually we had bananas or fried plantains, or pineapple too. Delicious except Ma always thought we needed to eat more.


Moses made this craft while waiting for his measurements and pictures to be taken.  I would be Grandmother Margaret listed on his cross.


Sarah is in the kitchen watching the food cooking.




Dorcas has just washed her bowl.  The children eat a big meal at lunch.  They usually eat rice and beans or rice with some kind of "soup" in it.








Aletha checking out her photo sent by a loving US family. 


                             
                           










Margaret showing off her friend's photo.



Edwin hoped to clear the field in a hurry so we could play on it.  The kids, wearing flip flops, put the fire out by beating it down with branches.  I was pretty nervous watching the fire burn and crackle towards the buildings, but everyone seemed to take it in stride. (Pa came out and spoke with Edwin afterwards.)  The next day we had a rousing game of Ultimate Frisbee on this field.  The kids thanked us on the last day for bringing these "plates for chunking!"



 Josephine is ironing her choir dress.  Their choir dresses were so beautiful! With no electricity, hot coals are placed inside the iron so it will stay warm.





 This is a game like Trouble.  The kids used a piece of cardboard and colored the game-board onto it.  Next they cut the pieces from 4 different colored plastic containers.  They stored the pieces and the dice in an old Tylenol bottle.  We found that the children were very resourceful and wasted little.




One day we made giant bubbles for the kids.  They had so  much fun with these.  Regular bubbles are exciting so imagine how impressive these were. Anthony became quite the bubble-maker.  (Note to self, next time bring more bubble mixture.)
Balloons are popular with the kids.  They even saved the broken pieces and tried to reuse them.
They were happy to choose their own color and had so much fun with them until they popped.  One even came to church and was quietly held until the service was over. (I had to apologize to Ma and Pa for teaching them how to make that squealy noise when you let the air out of a balloon.)






 Some boys from town came to play marbles.  The boys LOVE to play and they are quite good.  Several boys stored their marbles in empty water bottles.





 It was more fun to spin the jacks than to play the game.  This way more kids can have fun at the same time.  Pauline showed me how to play jacks with just stones.







I have many more pictures and stories that I hope to share with you. I hope this gives you a little taste of some of what we experienced.  And a HUGE thank you for those of you who donated those balloons, bubbles, jacks, hygiene and school supplies, and those "plates for chunking".  Thank you also to  those of you who donated monies for travel, and the purchase of supplies we bought for the orphanage. You blessed many children and families that you might never meet this side of heaven.  We may have been the hands and feet that carried the supplies, but you had the hearts that were soft and listened to God when He whispered "give" and "pray".  Thank you for storing up your treasure in heaven.



















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