Email From Moldova
August 9, 2005 - 9:33am
The following is an email I received from
Ben, one of the four people from our church who went to Moldova with CERI
(Children's Emergency Relief International) They have gone to work with
children in a camp setting, but toured some of the orphan facilities on
their way.
Good Sabbath friends,
Just to share some impressions from our first
couple of days...
Visiting Internat II, the orphanage in
Chesinau where the kids live during the school year. 631 kids currently.
Orphans, including "social orphans" whose parents are alive, but who have
for a variety of reasons abandoned them. We're met by Ms. Galina, the
director of the orphanage and principal of its school (orphans stay until
they complete 9th grade; usually by 16 or 17). She is 53, though she looks
older. Drill sergeant exterior, but as she talks on through the
interpreter she more and more divulges her humor and genuine warmth. She
faces a complex of deteriorated buildings (yes, the pictures of the latrines
on the Covenant bulletin board are just what I observed walking through the
"dorms") and a pitiful budget from the Moldovan government (basically $1 per
day per child). But I don't hear hopelessness, or even cynicism. Just
realism, (she says that 60 years of state-enforced atheism has left much of
their culture spiritually impoverished) and an amazing faithfulness to her
role. As if from no where, I absorb the full scene, including my
material blessings in some impossible comparison to what I am experiencing
here, and I have to step away for several minutes as I weep hard for the
first time. We tour the school buildings and the dorms, and move on.
Steve Davis shows us a large, unfinished
building just outside of Chesinau. Beautiful views of the rolling hills
countryside. CERI has just bought the land and this building shell, and
Steve shares his dreams of it serving as a transition house for the orphan
girls who have finished 9th grade at Internat II and are headed into what
for Moldovan girls are pretty dramatic risks of prostitution, including the
slave traffic profiled recently by 20-20 (young women from this tiny country
comprise a whopping 60% of the violent prostitution export that the
country's police are at this point clearly incapable of stopping). The
transition house idea Steve knows well from his work in South Texas has
already begun paying dividends here, with several of the Internat II
graduates living in CERI sponsored apartments while they learn sewing,
quilting or other skills that may make them self supporting. I begin
to understand the value of our "grandmotherly" team members. Turns out San
Antonio builder David Weekly has put up a challenge grant of $50,000 to help
finish out the transition house. Steve is excited.
Am introduced to women whose passion and
perseverance are making a difference. We visit "Speranza", a facility in
the middle of Chesinau where a mother of 2 disabled kids has over several
years built a pretty modern rehab facility to mainstream disabled
kids. It's the nicest facility we've seen by far, funded by
private entities. How has this very common single mom (touring us though
the facility barefoot, willing to spend all day if we could've) pulled this
off? Tammy, a mother of 2 from Nashville, TN, has been staying at the team
house for going on 3 weeks now, tenaciously returning to the bureaucracy
trying to get officials to finalize a student visa they've promised for the
17 year old she has committed to bring to the United States to finish
college prep work and then hopefully attend an American university. I
realize I wouldn't bet against Tammy, even up against the bureaucracy. The
third woman (fourth I guess if I count Ms. Galina) is Jen Gash, early
30s lady who came to Moldova on a CERI trip just a couple of years ago. She
was haunted by the beds in the Internat II orphanage (among other things)
and has returned to the US and raised the money to fund a new bed
building and eventually replace every bed in the place. Her efforts have
sparked a new ministry under CERI called "Sweet Sleep,' and it employs boys
who have finished the 9th grade, learn carpentry skills, and work for Sweet
Sleep. How did this young woman have the nerve to think she could do this?
Even Ms Galina gets gushy when she talks about this American woman and the
new beds. OK, so the deal is "no despondency" no matter what we
experience. Got it. Or at least I'm trying.
Final stop just outside Chesinau at an "infant
orphanage", where some kids from birth to about 4 or 5 live. This is the
only time we will see them, so the team brought candy and simple toys for a
30 minute party of sorts that turns into an hour of course. Yep, they are
absolutely precious. Digital cameras are suddenly worth it, as they love to
instantly see the picture you just took. I ask about these red and blue
blotches all over their faces, hair, legs and arms, and learn it's medicine
for various ringworm type sores. No, it doesn't stop anyone from loving on
them. Several surround Danielle, who is doing some great acting like
they're "getting her" with the little puppets they just got. One 2 year old
comes up to me for a hug, and then just buries her head in my neck for 2-3
minutes straight. Finally, I see her beautiful little face (a lot of the
children here are strikingly beautiful, and danged if I don't worry more
about what that may mean when they are older) and her "blue teeth" smile
from the ring pops Brittney gave her a little earlier. As we leave, we
realize we brought candy and toys to 27 little ones who don't even have a
pair of shoes. At dinner, the team votes to pass the hat for shoes for
them, and we offer a team gift to Ms Galina - $725. That will cover the
shoes and the rest will be way more than Ms. Galina expects. Hey, there ARE
some things we can do.
Realizing we haven't even met the kids we will
be working with all week yet (around 150 or so who are staying just for the
summer at Internat II's camp facility outside Chisinau), I'm feeling
somewhere between emotionally drained and strangely empowered.
Got to go now. Will write again, hopefully with
pictures (we do already have a bunch, but I need Jenny to do the downloading
for me and she has been the "one armed paper hanger" busy thing as team
leader; so I will have to wait my turn. Damn I'm proud of her).
Love from Team Moldova
PS You guys must be praying; it's just
too obvious. I have my first sense why missionaries invariably just go on
and on about that. No doubt the matter of knowing you have no chance
of controlling any part of this sinks in pretty clearly.
rlp
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