Yesterday
at the extremely nice orphanage (take that lightly because in America
standards its uninhabitable) we were making bracelets and talking about
colors. One of the little boys I was holding was really upset the whole
day. When I had to leave he wouldn't let me go. Held on really tight. I
just had to put him down because I had to get to my advanced english
class to teach. He started screaming out mama! Mama! This little one
year old. And it just sort of shocked me. And I wished I could have just
sat there the whole day comforting him.
On a different note I learned that orphanages in Haiti are more of a
business than anything else. They all compete with each other to get
stuff. The more kids you have the more funds an money you get. So a lot
of orphanages "buy" children.
Carlos the one I was at today is a prime example of that. And
that's why it is nicer because Carlo really knows how to run his
business well. So dumb an corrupt. I really dont know how much more my
heart can handle.
Also the owners of the orphanages send their children to private
schools, wear nicer clothes, and aren't allowed to play with the
orphans.
Baaaah.
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