I am sorry that I haven't very good about writing lately. I know this may amaze some of you but I just find myself at lack of words. I don't want to repeat myself and I just feel like a lot of what I am doing now is things I have done before. Yet I am still learning something new everyday.
I don't know if I have told all of you but I am not coming home on May 13th. I will actually be home on June 10th. This really is the best thing for me and I hope that you all understand.
Come May 13th I am moving into the orphanage to live with the kids. They have a guest room that I will be living in and they are cutting my price down in half because they like me and don't want me to have to pay the full amount. While I am there I will spend 24/7 with the kids...... That makes me really nervous and so I have been talking to a couple of my friends and they have been telling me that I am going to make sure I still go out and have time for myself. So the plan is that they are going to force me to leave every night even if I say that I don't want to go out--- that way I will have some time to unwind and be with friends.
Another thing is that I am going to have to find my own food. I will be heading straight for the 40 pesewa rice and stew!! I am also a little worried about getting lonely in a room on my own but I have a feeling that the kids are always going to be around. I am very excited but a little nervous at the same time. Everything about this time here in Ghana has been something I have had to adapt to.
I know that a lot of you are wondering about the new supervisor and whether or not I am able to work with the older boys. The good news is that I can still work with the older boys. I talked to Auntie Agnus (one step below the new supervisor) and she told me that not listen to what she said because she doesn't technically take over until the end of June. She also told me that the new supervisor had no idea what she was talking about because Agnus has seen me with the boys and finds that they respect me more than most of the adults at the home.
The past week has brought a lot of painful news that slapped me in the face and reminded me that I am still in Ghana. One of my babies Ado was found HIV positive. I learned that one of the special needs kids was sexually molested by his father before coming to the home. Another one of the babies has started to vomit blood and they have no idea what is wrong with him. I learned that my toddler Efia was raped before she came to the home and is still recovering from her operation that was in October. Victor's sickness is getting worse and they are almost positive that he has liver disease. His feet are so swollen that he can barely walk.
I know that those are just words in an e-mail and it can't even begin to describe the absolute heartache I feel when I think about these things. Each of these children have a unique personality that separates them from the rest. Obviously this is common sense but I don't want you all to forget that. Each child has their individual hidden scars and stories that they just want to move past. Each child has something that they fear and a favorite food. They have hobbies and a favorite color. Some of them are picky eaters and some of them are ADHD. I wish I could show you each of their different personalities but it turns out that there is no way to express it.
I celebrated my graduation of high school yesterday with all of the kids from form 3. They finished exams last Friday and had a party yesterday at the orphanage. There was music and dancing and they told me that this was not only a party for them but for me because I am going to miss my graduation. It was great to meet some of the boys' school friends and they all laughed at me as I tried to dance.
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