Sister Monica writes:Life at the orphanage is tough. One thing that's hard to see is that one of the "Mommies" goes around and wipes about ten noses with the same piece of toliet paper. And they have no toys. I bought one ball that was large enough not to go into the waste trough. They loved it. The next time I went out there I brought four more.
They call me "Baba" which means daddy. I asked one of the Mommies why and she said they call all "Zulu's" that because the white ladies almost always wear pants. I said, but I have a skirt on. She said well they just see the white face and arms. Oh well, that is fine.
Anyway they all flocked around me and were real excited about the balls. At first they were not real excited about sharing but I sat them in a semicircle and actually got them to roll it back and forth.
Sister JoAnn went to a clinic yesterday, and a lots of the patients had and were being tested for AIDS and Typhoid.
About snail mail we do have a mail box but no key yet. Strange, but that is how things can be here. I will send the number later or someone will.
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Dear "Baba,"
Thank you for the description. I'm sure there are many orphans in Gulu because of the warring conditions that have taken place there.
I sent Pat Murphy in an email an article about three young men who have helped the women in Gulu to make money by teaching them to crochet. Perhaps you'll meet some of the women or the young men someday.
Prayers,
Mary Ann H.
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