After a 1.5 hr plane ride, a 3 hr. layover, a 4 hr. plane ride, a 6 hr. layover, and a 14 hr. plane ride, we finally made it to SYDNEY! Our big plane was a piece-of-crap compared to South African Airways. I have never been so tightly squeezed in my life. I sat next to a woman who had been in Kenya doing the peace corps for 3 yrs., so that was interesting!!
In the Sydney airport we met two guys from Manitoba who has similar plans to our for the month. It was nice to meet people who were doing the same thing to know we aren't the only ones! They helped us find a hostel, and we got a decent deal at a nice place in central Sydney. We walked around a bit our first day, and I went to bed at about 630pm. The funniest part of the day was within a 15 minute period at the park where we saw a car crash and a near lethal tree branch fall on the woman next to us! Our roommate at the hostel was from Germany, and she was very nice. She gave us some great advice about what we should do on our trip.
We got our rail pass taken care of and tomorrow we head up to Queensland to spend New Year's with my friend at a family beach house. Sounds real rough. I am excited, although the 11-hr train ride will be hectic. Then we go to Brisbane for a few days, and hopefully we will make it up to the great barrier reef!
Right now we are in an Internet cafe. We just met a cool guy from San Diego. I have to go now so Tara can get online. Pictures to come soon!
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Namibian Children
As the academic part of our trip was centered around human rights and development, we had the opportunity to visit many local Namibian agencies,
including 2 orphanges. Many of us agree that these visits were some of the most impacting moments we had while in Namibia.
Many people would expect to meet children with frowns and scars of depression across their faces when visiting Africa. To my surprise, the way the ads they show on T.V. for starving children depict the children in these experiences is far from true. Even though some of these children were orphaned, HIV-positive, or malnourished, just to nam
e a few, every single one of them was full of smiles and eager to share their love to us.
At each place we visited, I focused most of my attention with a particular child I felt I connected with. At the first home, this was a toddler b
oy, and at the second a primary school aged girl. I regret to say that I cannot remember either of their names, part of which is due to my inability to understand african languages, to my defense. Both of these children made a big impact on me, and I don't think I will forget either of them for years to come. I played football with them, played in the home's park, read to them, and even let them braid my hair, which I might say is a talent they develop at a young age.
Saying goodbye to the children was hard, as in the few hours we were there, many of them managed to get quite attached to us. The little girl I spent time with started crying, and telling me that she didn't have a mother. I was confused at what she meant by this, as if she wanted me to stay to look after her and give her love and attention, which is something she probably doesn't receive much from adults. I have hopes that one day she will open her heart to the love of Christ and realize that the love she is longing for is and can only be fullfilled by Him.
Spending time with these children inspired me to take advantage of the opporunities I have been blessed with, yearning to help improve the situations of others I meet, whether that may be a close frie
nd at home, or a distant memory in Africa. The few hours with them taught me more than I've learned from hours on end in the classroom. As it was with most of the trip. Leaving Africa was hard, and leaving the sanctuary felt b
y being around the members of our group was even harder, but life isn't about always living where it's perfect. I'm still figuring that out, but I am so thankful I had the oppportunity to travel to Namibia and have such an amazing experience that will live with me forever.
including 2 orphanges. Many of us agree that these visits were some of the most impacting moments we had while in Namibia.Many people would expect to meet children with frowns and scars of depression across their faces when visiting Africa. To my surprise, the way the ads they show on T.V. for starving children depict the children in these experiences is far from true. Even though some of these children were orphaned, HIV-positive, or malnourished, just to nam
e a few, every single one of them was full of smiles and eager to share their love to us.At each place we visited, I focused most of my attention with a particular child I felt I connected with. At the first home, this was a toddler b
oy, and at the second a primary school aged girl. I regret to say that I cannot remember either of their names, part of which is due to my inability to understand african languages, to my defense. Both of these children made a big impact on me, and I don't think I will forget either of them for years to come. I played football with them, played in the home's park, read to them, and even let them braid my hair, which I might say is a talent they develop at a young age.
Saying goodbye to the children was hard, as in the few hours we were there, many of them managed to get quite attached to us. The little girl I spent time with started crying, and telling me that she didn't have a mother. I was confused at what she meant by this, as if she wanted me to stay to look after her and give her love and attention, which is something she probably doesn't receive much from adults. I have hopes that one day she will open her heart to the love of Christ and realize that the love she is longing for is and can only be fullfilled by Him.
Spending time with these children inspired me to take advantage of the opporunities I have been blessed with, yearning to help improve the situations of others I meet, whether that may be a close frie
nd at home, or a distant memory in Africa. The few hours with them taught me more than I've learned from hours on end in the classroom. As it was with most of the trip. Leaving Africa was hard, and leaving the sanctuary felt b
y being around the members of our group was even harder, but life isn't about always living where it's perfect. I'm still figuring that out, but I am so thankful I had the oppportunity to travel to Namibia and have such an amazing experience that will live with me forever.
Swakopomund
Our second weekend excursion in Namibia was to the coastal community of Swakopomund. The town is locate
d in the middle of the Namib Desert's sand dunes on the Atlantic Ocean. The weekend was probably my favorite part of the trip!
We started off by visiting Cape Cross, the spot where Portuguese explorer Diego Cao first landed in present-day Namibia in the 1400
's. The area has somehow attracted the location for a colony of seals, which you can smell for kilos away as you are driving up to the place. Nevertheless, it was very cool to be at the spot where Diego Cao landed, and to watch the seals, which were cute, but some were gross and dead.
We finished off the first night by climbing what we were told was the highest sand dune in the world, even though we later found out it's actually like the second or som
ething. Ah, I still say its the 1st!! The sand dunes are beautiful, and the drive was fun. I had to laugh when Bob, our driver, randomly yelled out "Look at the Sand Dunes" after we had been driving past them for about 20 minutes. Yup, thanks Bob, I see them. We went out to eat the first night at a restaurant called The Lighthouse, which was right on the coast (who knew?). The meal was good, and there was also a fun park we played in after dinner.
On Saturday, I spent the morning and early afternoon exploring the tow
n of Swakopmund. Being a typical tourist, I went into many of the tourist shops, some African art shops, and taking a wonderful walk on the beach of the African coastline. For the latter part of the day, I went quad biking (4-wheeling) on the sand dunes!! It was super fun, and admittedly a bit scary. I got put in the slow group, haha. Unfortunately we didn't get back in time for me to take a swi
m in the ocean, but quad biking was worth it. We finished off the evening by eating at Cape de Cairo, and I had ostrich. Yum.
Sunday morning I woke up really early and couldn't sleep, so I went out to the beach at about 6am and jogged around with my ipod taking in the serenity of the African coast. I then sat down and just looked
out at the water for over an hour, and just thought, about all kinds of things, such as where my life was leading me, trying to realize that I WAS IN AFRICA! On the way back from the beach, I ran into Chris and Troy and joined them for a church service in town. Part of it was in Afrikaans, so it was more of a cultural experience than a spiritual one, but I was glad to have gone! When we returned back 
to our hotel, it was time to pack up the vans and head out for our 3 hr. drive back to Windhoek. What an amazing weekend!
d in the middle of the Namib Desert's sand dunes on the Atlantic Ocean. The weekend was probably my favorite part of the trip!We started off by visiting Cape Cross, the spot where Portuguese explorer Diego Cao first landed in present-day Namibia in the 1400
's. The area has somehow attracted the location for a colony of seals, which you can smell for kilos away as you are driving up to the place. Nevertheless, it was very cool to be at the spot where Diego Cao landed, and to watch the seals, which were cute, but some were gross and dead.We finished off the first night by climbing what we were told was the highest sand dune in the world, even though we later found out it's actually like the second or som
ething. Ah, I still say its the 1st!! The sand dunes are beautiful, and the drive was fun. I had to laugh when Bob, our driver, randomly yelled out "Look at the Sand Dunes" after we had been driving past them for about 20 minutes. Yup, thanks Bob, I see them. We went out to eat the first night at a restaurant called The Lighthouse, which was right on the coast (who knew?). The meal was good, and there was also a fun park we played in after dinner.On Saturday, I spent the morning and early afternoon exploring the tow
n of Swakopmund. Being a typical tourist, I went into many of the tourist shops, some African art shops, and taking a wonderful walk on the beach of the African coastline. For the latter part of the day, I went quad biking (4-wheeling) on the sand dunes!! It was super fun, and admittedly a bit scary. I got put in the slow group, haha. Unfortunately we didn't get back in time for me to take a swi
m in the ocean, but quad biking was worth it. We finished off the evening by eating at Cape de Cairo, and I had ostrich. Yum.Sunday morning I woke up really early and couldn't sleep, so I went out to the beach at about 6am and jogged around with my ipod taking in the serenity of the African coast. I then sat down and just looked
out at the water for over an hour, and just thought, about all kinds of things, such as where my life was leading me, trying to realize that I WAS IN AFRICA! On the way back from the beach, I ran into Chris and Troy and joined them for a church service in town. Part of it was in Afrikaans, so it was more of a cultural experience than a spiritual one, but I was glad to have gone! When we returned back 
to our hotel, it was time to pack up the vans and head out for our 3 hr. drive back to Windhoek. What an amazing weekend!
The biggest SAND DUNES in the WORLD!
One of my favorite things in Namibia was being able to witness 
the towering Sand Dunes in the Namib Desert. As quoted from a Namibian poet, being on top of a sand dune is like "being in a painting where the painter is still painting". After a strenuous walk to the top, you look out to see the sea and dunes, which look like mountains, for miles and miles, all below you. You really feel like you are in Africa!!
Up on th
e top, we walked along the edge of the dune for awhile, after which finding a spot to sit down and watch the most beautiful sunset ever. One of the most peaceful moments was when a fellow group member starting singing "Sanctuary" and we sort of just submitted ourselves to silence and the beauty of the Namib Desert, after which we all joined into singing songs 
of joy to the Lord. A few of us also has a few races, which is fun because the sand is really hard to run in. I may have face planted a few times... :)
The best part of the Sand Dunes is definitely running down them! Gravity has no end and the mound of sand gives you a nice soft comfort for when you do fall. I had a lot of fun racing down and barely made it past the finish line which was conveniently set up for me! I am in love with sand dunes.
the towering Sand Dunes in the Namib Desert. As quoted from a Namibian poet, being on top of a sand dune is like "being in a painting where the painter is still painting". After a strenuous walk to the top, you look out to see the sea and dunes, which look like mountains, for miles and miles, all below you. You really feel like you are in Africa!!Up on th
e top, we walked along the edge of the dune for awhile, after which finding a spot to sit down and watch the most beautiful sunset ever. One of the most peaceful moments was when a fellow group member starting singing "Sanctuary" and we sort of just submitted ourselves to silence and the beauty of the Namib Desert, after which we all joined into singing songs 
of joy to the Lord. A few of us also has a few races, which is fun because the sand is really hard to run in. I may have face planted a few times... :)The best part of the Sand Dunes is definitely running down them! Gravity has no end and the mound of sand gives you a nice soft comfort for when you do fall. I had a lot of fun racing down and barely made it past the finish line which was conveniently set up for me! I am in love with sand dunes.
Friday, December 22, 2006
Loping Giraffes in Etosha
| Here's a quick video clip of the excitement that was during our safari at Etosha Nat'l Park in Namibia. | |
On SAFARI @ Etosha National Park
After our sad (but not too sad) departure from Lake Oanob, we headed back north of Windhoek (way north... try 6 hours....) to Namibia's Etosha National Park. Etosha is a wild
life refuge which is home to many incredible game animals such as giraffes, elephants, lions, cheetahs, ostriches, black rhinos, kudu, springbok, and I've even heard you can see flamingos occasionally. The most common and favorite sight to me was the giraffe... they are so cute! In the middle of Etosha, there is the Etosha Pan, which was onc
e a massive lake which is now dried up. The park is huge, and it took us about four hours to drive from one side to the other, which were almost all spent with our heads out the window behind the eyes of our cameras.
During the night, we stayed in a gated-up area within the park called Okaukuejo. We were literally locked inside for the night (you can only drive around the park when it is light
outside). There is a watering hole on the side of Okaukuejo, where we were able to see a mom and baby black rhino - a very rare sight! We also had a good time playing frisbee and met a couple of people from New Zealand who played with us for awhile. There was also a very random tall column within the camping area which had a spectacular view from the top. We climbed up it once at night, as well as early in the morning to see the sunrise over Nam
ibia's beautiful landscape. And for Bonnie... I can't leave out our little pineapple escapade. For some reason we decided that we were going to steal a pineapple from the breakfast buffet. I don't really know
why, because we never ended up eating it, but I carried it around with me for the rest of the trip, until I ended up throwing it away the morning we left. It made for a good laugh though!
life refuge which is home to many incredible game animals such as giraffes, elephants, lions, cheetahs, ostriches, black rhinos, kudu, springbok, and I've even heard you can see flamingos occasionally. The most common and favorite sight to me was the giraffe... they are so cute! In the middle of Etosha, there is the Etosha Pan, which was onc
e a massive lake which is now dried up. The park is huge, and it took us about four hours to drive from one side to the other, which were almost all spent with our heads out the window behind the eyes of our cameras.During the night, we stayed in a gated-up area within the park called Okaukuejo. We were literally locked inside for the night (you can only drive around the park when it is light
outside). There is a watering hole on the side of Okaukuejo, where we were able to see a mom and baby black rhino - a very rare sight! We also had a good time playing frisbee and met a couple of people from New Zealand who played with us for awhile. There was also a very random tall column within the camping area which had a spectacular view from the top. We climbed up it once at night, as well as early in the morning to see the sunrise over Nam
ibia's beautiful landscape. And for Bonnie... I can't leave out our little pineapple escapade. For some reason we decided that we were going to steal a pineapple from the breakfast buffet. I don't really know
why, because we never ended up eating it, but I carried it around with me for the rest of the trip, until I ended up throwing it away the morning we left. It made for a good laugh though!
Lake Oanob
The first weekend in Namibia, we ventured outside of Namibia's capitol of Windhoek and after a tour of The Bridge Project in Mariental, we landed at Lake Oanob res
ort in Rehoboth, which was an amazement that none of us were expecting! This truly was a treat! Our accommodations were fit for royalty, which seemed a bit if a contradiction to learning about human rights and development in Namibia, but was nonetheless enjoyable. We stayed in cottages which looked like African huts (more like African mansions), and we all admi
tted that the boys got the luck of the draw this time. Our cottages were all located right on the lake, and we were blessed even more by witnessing an amazing sunset with a vast array of colors, followed by a traditional African evening thunderstorm/rainstorm. Oh, and lets not forget all cramming into Bob's van to get a ride back to our cottages after dinner... with quite the photographer I might add. What a night!
Three of us also braved to wade out to a little island that was in the lake. It was fun, even if we got stung by a few bees. And Bonnie dropped her sunglasses during the process, so we went back out in the early morning again to get them! The cottages were also all named after characters in the Lion King, which we all got a ki
ck out of. I stayed in Simba! I'm speechless just thinking about how great that night was!! Our group all stayed in the boys' place during the rainstorm. We t
urned off the lights, laid in the hut, and just listened to the beauty of creation. What a sanctuary! I could never do this place justice! Please, let the pictures speak for themselves.....
AND
THEY
WILL!
ort in Rehoboth, which was an amazement that none of us were expecting! This truly was a treat! Our accommodations were fit for royalty, which seemed a bit if a contradiction to learning about human rights and development in Namibia, but was nonetheless enjoyable. We stayed in cottages which looked like African huts (more like African mansions), and we all admi
tted that the boys got the luck of the draw this time. Our cottages were all located right on the lake, and we were blessed even more by witnessing an amazing sunset with a vast array of colors, followed by a traditional African evening thunderstorm/rainstorm. Oh, and lets not forget all cramming into Bob's van to get a ride back to our cottages after dinner... with quite the photographer I might add. What a night! 
Three of us also braved to wade out to a little island that was in the lake. It was fun, even if we got stung by a few bees. And Bonnie dropped her sunglasses during the process, so we went back out in the early morning again to get them! The cottages were also all named after characters in the Lion King, which we all got a ki
ck out of. I stayed in Simba! I'm speechless just thinking about how great that night was!! Our group all stayed in the boys' place during the rainstorm. We t
urned off the lights, laid in the hut, and just listened to the beauty of creation. What a sanctuary! I could never do this place justice! Please, let the pictures speak for themselves.....AND
THEY
WILL!
Human Rights and Development in Namibia
The course we took w
hile in Namibia was titled Human Rights and Development. We had three intensive class periods (as well as several other pre-departure meetings) before we left, during which we got mos
t of the traditional "academic" components of the course completed (including an exam!). We also read two novels entitled In Conflict and The Price of Freedom, which gave us the opportunity to gain a little insight about Namibia's struggle for freedom after the abolition of apartheid.
While in Namibia, we utilized the facilities at the University of Namibia (UNAM) to enhanc
e our knowledge by having several guest speakers come and speak to our class about a variety of different topics. My favorite lecture was about domestic violence in the African culture, given by a man from Zimbabwe, which I found to be very interesting (and relevant to my social work major).
Our course also involved many "field trips" which gave us first hand experience with all that is Namibia. W
e visited the Heroes' Acre Memorial, National Art Gallery of Namibia, the U.S. embassy, the ministry of education, parliament, Catholic AIDS Action, and Penduka (a women's craft center in a post-apartheid community), just to name a few (sorry I went a little link crazy here!). We met many interesting people, and learned about things in the world that I would never have know about otherwise.
hile in Namibia was titled Human Rights and Development. We had three intensive class periods (as well as several other pre-departure meetings) before we left, during which we got mos
t of the traditional "academic" components of the course completed (including an exam!). We also read two novels entitled In Conflict and The Price of Freedom, which gave us the opportunity to gain a little insight about Namibia's struggle for freedom after the abolition of apartheid.While in Namibia, we utilized the facilities at the University of Namibia (UNAM) to enhanc
e our knowledge by having several guest speakers come and speak to our class about a variety of different topics. My favorite lecture was about domestic violence in the African culture, given by a man from Zimbabwe, which I found to be very interesting (and relevant to my social work major).Our course also involved many "field trips" which gave us first hand experience with all that is Namibia. W
e visited the Heroes' Acre Memorial, National Art Gallery of Namibia, the U.S. embassy, the ministry of education, parliament, Catholic AIDS Action, and Penduka (a women's craft center in a post-apartheid community), just to name a few (sorry I went a little link crazy here!). We met many interesting people, and learned about things in the world that I would never have know about otherwise.
Namibia... where's that?
Ever since I was a little girl, I always wanted to go to Africa. My dad worked in the Central African Republic for a while when I was four years old, and when he came back, he brought several stories, artifacts, foods, and even a traditional dress for me to wear. It was at this time that I began drawing giraffes and dreaming of this far away continent called Africa. I told myself that the first opportunity I had to go, I'd take take.
And so I did. That opportunity finally came around during March of 2005 when I was in Trinidad. The director of our program (BTT) came back down to check in on us and meet up with our professor to make sure the semester was going smoothly. It was at this time that I first found out about the Namibia trip. Barbara then told me about this AMAZING trip that she was going to be leading during J-term next year, and about all of the wonderful things that had been planned. Immediately I was intrigued, and two months later I was signed up to go! I admit that I had never heard of Namibia until I went to PLU, and most people I tell about it still can't pronounce it right, but I suppose that's part of what attracted me the most about going there. Where... Namibia!!
What made my experience the best in Namibia was definitely the people I was with. In Trinidad, I spend a lot of time by myself because I felt so different than a lot of the people on the trip that I preferred to create my own experiences than try to fit into the ones that didn't fit my interests. Our Namibia group from the start bonded really well, and I can say that I enjoyed getting to know everyone on the trip, as well as meeting many lifelong friends. Sometimes when people ask me about Namibia I begin to talk about how much I loved our group, but then I forget that that's not what people are really interested in hearing about. So, I will do my best here, with that being said.
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
BARBADOS
As I figure I've just about exhausted Trinidad & Tobago (and I'll stop now while its still good!), it's a good time to move on to Barbados. When one spends a semester abroad in the Caribbean, you are bound to yearn to do a little island hopping! So a few friends and I headed to the next island up from Tobago, which led us 200 miles north to Barbados.We stayed in a hotel right across the street from heaven on earth. Dover Beach is quite the picturesque utopia. The sand is white, the water is clear aqua, and I was a happy Frani swimming in the water!
One of my favorite parts of the trip was a little excursion I took called Snuba. It's a combination between snorkeling and scuba diving, without the required certification. You are attached to a 20 ft. air pipe which is attached to a tank of air that floats on the top of the water, allowing you to be underwater the whole time! I saw amazing tropical fish, a shipwreck, and even a sea turtle! After Snuba, we also got to go on the water trampolines that the resort had... in the ocean!Barbados w
as quite the retreat. We lounged around the beach all day, swam in our hotel's pool at night, went out to eat and bar hopping at night, it was great! One day, a friend and I did manage to make our way to Bridgetown, which is the capital, and a place where not many tourists go. We took the bus there, and were given many foul comments from the local Barbadians, telling us to take our money and go take a taxi. But, I was broke, and couldn't afford a taxi. Barbados' economy is mainly derived from tourism. We even read a sign that said the following:"Tourism is our job. Lets do out part."
I felt sickened when I saw this. The colonial era in Barbados' history (also previously known as Brimshire) has created quite a division between the tourists and the locals. After taking a course all about colonialism and Caribbean tourism, we could not find any reason not to try and break through these barriers, even if we weren't given the warmest welcome. If you would like to learn more about colonialism in Barbados, I suggest you to read The Polished Hoe - by Austin Clarke, which is an incredible story.
Well, what more can I say about Barbados? The pictures speak for themselves!
Trinidadian Beach Beauty
Of course I could not forget the beaches! One of the best parts about study ab
road in Trinidad was going to the beach! We went to Maracas Bay almost every sunday, which also included eating Shark & Bake (Yum!). The beach was beautiful, and is located on the northern coast of Trinidad, nestled right into the mountains (at least I call them mountains!!). The waves were big and even though I couldn't bring my boogie board to Trinidad, the body surfing was great!
I also had
the unique opportunity to witness a sea turtle lay its eggs! This is quite a rare thing to witness! We went out to the Matura Beach on the Atlantic coast in eastern Trinidad during the middle of the night, and not only were the stars incredible but we saw about 3-4 tutles lay their eggs. There are very few locations where this happens! It was awesome! We could only take pictures while the leatherback turtles are actually laying their eggs (during which they go into a state of trance), but I managed to snatch a few ;) 
Apart from the tourist beaches, a friend and I also got to go down to southern Trinidad to go to a beach near a local friend's house. It was a different experience being the minority, but I enjoyed it.
I will leave you with one of my favorite pictures capturing the amazing beauty of Trinidad's mountainous north coast. Trinidad was actually named after its 3 peninsulas which jet out from the coast, resembling a pitchfork, or the trinity.
road in Trinidad was going to the beach! We went to Maracas Bay almost every sunday, which also included eating Shark & Bake (Yum!). The beach was beautiful, and is located on the northern coast of Trinidad, nestled right into the mountains (at least I call them mountains!!). The waves were big and even though I couldn't bring my boogie board to Trinidad, the body surfing was great!I also had
the unique opportunity to witness a sea turtle lay its eggs! This is quite a rare thing to witness! We went out to the Matura Beach on the Atlantic coast in eastern Trinidad during the middle of the night, and not only were the stars incredible but we saw about 3-4 tutles lay their eggs. There are very few locations where this happens! It was awesome! We could only take pictures while the leatherback turtles are actually laying their eggs (during which they go into a state of trance), but I managed to snatch a few ;) 
Apart from the tourist beaches, a friend and I also got to go down to southern Trinidad to go to a beach near a local friend's house. It was a different experience being the minority, but I enjoyed it.I will leave you with one of my favorite pictures capturing the amazing beauty of Trinidad's mountainous north coast. Trinidad was actually named after its 3 peninsulas which jet out from the coast, resembling a pitchfork, or the trinity.
University of the West Indies
While in Trinidad, I took two courses from the University of the West Indies. The courses I took directly from UWI were Gender, Sex and Society, and Steel Pan Theory and Practice I. In addition to two courses of our choice from UWI, we also took Post Colonial Literature and Caribbean Culture and Society, which
included a service learning component. I have included a few pictures of the campus for your viewing pleasure. Believe me, there are way too many days during the Washington rain that I wish I could be back in the Trinidad sun!
One of my favorite experiences in Trinidad was the opportunity to volunteer at a local AIDS orphanage, Cyril Ross Nursery. This home housed about 40 children who all acquired HIV from mother-to-child transmission. It was an amazing experience to learn that these children are children too, and are no different from anyone else. I got especially close to a young girl named Aneisha. She was too years old and took a liking to me immediately. Unlike the previous mission experiences I had had, I really got to know Aneisha because I went back to spend time with her every week over a four month period. She remembed me every time I got there, and always ran to me with excitedment. Her happiness and innocence made a huge impact on me, and for that I will always remember her. Unfortunately the orphanage did not allow us to take photographs of the children there in order to protect their confidentiality. This is more than understandable, but sometimes I wish I had a picture of some of the children so that I would never forget any of them.
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