The kids




After a challenging day at school, it was another great night at the orphanage. One of the sisters, Sister Thomas Moore speaks English very well and I had the chance to chat with her. She told me that her congregation runs the place and it is government supported. They also receive donations. When I asked her if it was enough, she told me it was.
She also agreed to let us come and "play" on the weekends if we want. Yippeee! I did not want her to think I was crazy, but I let it slip that I wanted to live there too. She looked at me incredulously and said, " oh yea? Come on!"
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