Princess

We met this sad little girl at the orpanage run by Pastor Altiez in Ouanaminthe.  The orphanage has lots of needy kids, a kind man running it, and almost nothing else.  Pastor Altiez’ wife passed away a few weeks ago, leaving the care of the 47 kids in the orphanage entirely in his hands.  In the past, he travelled around Haiti, working as a pastor to provide the support they need.  Without his wife to take care of the kids, it is unclear how they will manage now. 

The orphange’s kitchen consists of a “stove” created out of tire rims.  The only food I saw there was a bowl of beans.  The kids sleep in a large room covered with a roof made out of scrap metal.  It was blazing hot in there, as you would expect.

The kids there were happy to see us, and thrilled with the shoes we brought them.  They clapped and sang, and despite their abject poverty, were filled with joy.

Except for the little girl in the princess gown.  

She was wearing a tattered pink Cinderella nightgown.  Some American parent probably threw it away years ago.  Now it may be the only clothing this little girl has.

The little girl had the same sad look on her face the whole time we were there.  It is clear to me that she is not well.  I’m pretty sure that, like so many kids in Haiti, she was born with AIDS. 

If so, she will almost certainly never receive any treatment.  Treatment is available in the Dominican Republic, but it costs money and is five hours away.  And because she is Haitian and not in the custody of Americans, she probably wouldn’t be allowed across the border anyway.

This sad story is repeated all over Haiti every day. 

Someday soon there will be a medical clinic at the Hope for Haiti Children’s Center, run by Danita’s Children.  Maybe then this little girl will have a chance to get treatment. 

Love Wins

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Chicken Crazy

 

Chickens aren’t known for their good sense.  But the chickens on White Flint farm seem to be taking foolishness to new levels this summer.

The weirdness started out kind of cute.  We had two hens sitting, and they’d managed to spoil or break so many eggs, that by the time they hatched, there were only two left, one under each hen.  When hen #2 left her nest with her chick, she noticed that hen #1 only had one also.  So hen #2 immediately abandoned her chick, and hen #1 immediately began brooding them both.  I like that kind of efficient thinking.  Pictured above is Mama and both chicks.

But then things got stranger.

All of a sudden we had seven hens go broody at once, and they are uniformly incompetent sitting hens.  The most ridiculous episode involved two hens who attempted to sit on the same nest.  Neither was willing to concede the nest, so they both somehow crammed into and sat on the eggs at the same time.  Only one egg hatched, but when it did, both hens continued to brood the chick.  At night they’d bed down with the chick between them.

We have 12 nesting boxes, and now we have seven hens sitting.  We mark the eggs they’re sitting on, but the crazy hens will get out of the nest for a drink and another hen will hop in and lay an egg.  Then the sitting hen will plop down on a different nest, over fresh eggs, letting the ones she supposed to be sitting on go cold.  It’s gotten so crazy we had to stop collecting eggs for a while, because it’s gotten so difficult to know which are fresh and which have baby chicks in them.

We have all the chickens we need, and more eggs than we can eat, so I don’t mind the interruption in egg production or the fact that we’re not hatching many chicks.  But I can’t stand the chaos and confusion these silly birds are causing.

Hopefully they’ll all hatch something soon, so they can get back to a more normal kind of craziness.

By the way, anybody remember the old Joe Tex tune from my childhood that inspired the title of my post?  They don’t write ’em like that anymore.

Love Wins

Really

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJ1ZQ99pKbY&feature=related

As I walk through
This wicked world
Searchin for light in the darkness of insanity.

I ask myself
Is all hope lost?
Is there only pain and hatred, and misery?

And each time I feel like this inside,
Theres one thing I wanna know:
Whats so funny bout peace love & understanding?

And as I walk on
Through troubled times
My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes
So where are the strong
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
Sweet harmony.

cause each time I feel it slippin away, just makes me wanna cry.
Whats so funny bout peace love & understanding?

So where are the strong?
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
Sweet harmony.

cause each time I feel it slippin away, just makes me wanna cry.
Whats so funny bout peace love & understanding?
Whats so funny bout peace love & understanding?

Love Wins