Hello swaziland
Trip Start
Feb 05, 2007
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Trip End
Apr 28, 2007
Access to internet here is a much different thing than in South Africa. I have to take a twenty minute taxi ride just to get into the Mbabane to get on the internet, so sorry for the delay.
I am working at Emanule, which is an orphange just less than a mile down the rode. There are ten kids in the class anywhere from 3 to six years old. On my first couple of days there I was really missing my old placement, knowing all the kids, and that my kids knew me. It's also a much more informal day, another volunteer and I are the only ones that work with the younger ones durning the day. Which means its just us and ten kids that speak another language, and these kids aren't use to the same sort of structure- they can get a bit wild.
Emanule is clean, the kids are well cared for, and its all funded through private donations. They don't like to call it an orphange for a couple reasons, they work hard at placing the children back in homes. But I found out that only once in the last 9 months one baby has been adopted, so it doesn't happen that often. There are two babies there, Moses and Angel. They are very sweet and seem happy and engaged in what's going on around them. Lots of the kids have rather heart breaking stories, and it was when the volunteers and I took them out to the pool yesterday evening that I realized really how little they have.
If anyone is looking to adopt a beautiful, sweet, smart Swazi boy you should let me know because Tamsana, is the most sweet thing. He loves to climb into my lap, and do all the singing and dancing that I do with them. The kids love to play with my hair, the three year old Ngwasi pulls me accross the room, sits me down, and brushes through my hair with a pencil. She also pats it down as she goes, i think she is copying how women braid each others hair.
i also almost stepped on a spitting cobra right outside my door.
i have to go, we got the guy to open up the shop last mintute so we could get on for 15 mins.
more later....
I am working at Emanule, which is an orphange just less than a mile down the rode. There are ten kids in the class anywhere from 3 to six years old. On my first couple of days there I was really missing my old placement, knowing all the kids, and that my kids knew me. It's also a much more informal day, another volunteer and I are the only ones that work with the younger ones durning the day. Which means its just us and ten kids that speak another language, and these kids aren't use to the same sort of structure- they can get a bit wild.
Emanule is clean, the kids are well cared for, and its all funded through private donations. They don't like to call it an orphange for a couple reasons, they work hard at placing the children back in homes. But I found out that only once in the last 9 months one baby has been adopted, so it doesn't happen that often. There are two babies there, Moses and Angel. They are very sweet and seem happy and engaged in what's going on around them. Lots of the kids have rather heart breaking stories, and it was when the volunteers and I took them out to the pool yesterday evening that I realized really how little they have.
If anyone is looking to adopt a beautiful, sweet, smart Swazi boy you should let me know because Tamsana, is the most sweet thing. He loves to climb into my lap, and do all the singing and dancing that I do with them. The kids love to play with my hair, the three year old Ngwasi pulls me accross the room, sits me down, and brushes through my hair with a pencil. She also pats it down as she goes, i think she is copying how women braid each others hair.
i also almost stepped on a spitting cobra right outside my door.
i have to go, we got the guy to open up the shop last mintute so we could get on for 15 mins.
more later....

