9 January 2012
Back to Afrika Tikkun! This morning was filled with children: smiling children, crying children, and yawning children. We visited an Islamic Day Care Center in Delft today. When we arrived, there was one woman watching over about 7 kids. All of us travelled together today so there were about 3 of us to each child. Since it was a Monday, I was having a case of the Mondays. On the way to the daycare, a small group of us were singing Disney songs, trying to prepare for the energy required to entertain kids. However, I had a buzzkill when I arrived; I was no longer in the mood to play with children.
I started thinking about my time in Isithembiso Abandoned Babies' Home in St. George's Park, PE. I miss those babys more than anything. I was wondering if any of the beautiful children I had worked with had the opportunity to go to a daycare like this or if they had been adopted or even were still alive. Some of the babies at Isithembiso were HIV positive, although we didn't want, or need to know which. I've been pondering the idea of giving my children middle names of the children I worked with. They all had beautiful names and I want to honor them in a meaningful way.