March 20th ( posting late I know....forgive me)

March 20^th

NOSIPHO

There are moments here when you forget you are in a foreign country and this has now become your home, the norm as we might say. It would be normal to be woken up by chickens, to have cows on your front porch, to see poisonous snakes about once a week. I guess you could say its normal when taking care of ten children to meet their physical needs, you bath them, feed them, send them to school, try and have them do their chores admits all other mom duties you have for that day. The moms of the farm in my opinion have one of the hardest jobs. How do you show each of the 10 or 11 children individual attention that they need at this vital time of their life as they grown, blossom and mature. I want to tell you all about one little girl named Nosipho.

She is in grade 3 in my class and is eight years old. She is full of energy at times too much energy and my patience was always tested. There are students sometimes where they are in your class to teach you and refine you in your character. However over time this little girl with a hardened face, her smile was so expensive because you would see so few of them. Finally started to soften I was able to see who SHE is and that she too wanted that physical touch for someone to love her deeply, to her a hug, affirmation that she is doing a good job. I sat down with Mary Jean who gave me her background story and Nosipho came to the farm when she was 3 years old, was sick, had worms, couldn’t walk and was malnourished. Now if you saw both photos you wouldn’t believe your eyes in what an amazing drastic difference these last 4 years have made in her life being here on the farm.

New Life Homes is amazing, now yes there are troubles and hardships no matter where we go in life. However to see this children start to love, start to feel free from the abuse that haunts them you just see them blossom and it literally brings me to tears. I cannot express how much I love Nosipho and the other kids here. They all have their story, some of them know it and some of them can’t remember it which maybe Gods blessing to them.