When children came to Happy Home Stellah were all still very young.
When that empty building, which had previously been a hospital, home became the first blessed were twelve children in the region, which became part of a family called Happy Home, and, over time, the family was growing.
progressively became the twelve children in twenty-two, and then became the twenty-two twenty-five, to be later, thirty, and finally turned into thirty-two brothers and sisters, beyond genetics, yes, and more here in the living, too.
Over the years, the children met many people from different countries who also became part of his family, from the moment in which they-Children-began to call " Aunty "or" Uncle. "
One day a young man decided to take road to that place, that family and life that can live only when it is in Happy Home.
Thousands of miles, many nights, days, shooting stars, birds flush the infinite sky, clouds of hope, huge land, land ... land eaten. Venezuelan
She had spent much time traveling on a white horse made of steel and sailed across the sky for hours, minutes and seconds of anxiety, to finally reach that place far, far away and was home to thirty and two African children whom she would visit, and who would give without expecting anything in exchange, the best stories, for her to tell many people from distant kingdoms, and so those people would be able to feel, breathe, look, listen and enjoy this history,-children who were sure- many will fall in love.
After living a month in the distant meadow where was located the Happy Home Orphanage, the girl who had come from very far away, more specifically from a kingdom called Venezuela, he had learned much about the culture, traditions and how of life that children and adults who were in charge, the days passed.
She had learned how important it was to greet people day after day and if I had not seen in weeks. She also knew the importance of the church in the lives of Africans, and was quite surprised by the devotion, faith and gratitude that many, who had absolutely nothing material in the world gave to God. The girl knew what it meant getting up early in the morning to go to work - no matter what: fetching water, going to school, selling vegetables on the street, sewing, being taxi, driving the land, cooking ... - he understood that in life was not doing things to make them faster but just that. The young children had known very mature for his age had, children responsible, and admirable, children playing to be adults, adults living in the body of children. But-not to mention the end of this paragraph, less important, above all things, she could understand how a family could be founded by several members of different families, and the like, could be based on love and respect neighbor.
The Happy Home orphanage children had a routine of coexistence based on household activities, learning the basics for survival, and school attendance, to nourish the hope of a promising future. However, when August came, children's school closed for holidays, and they, they went to visit some relatives, leaving, the young Venezuelan, living in the house of the nurse working at the orphanage for three weeks.
During those three weeks, the young Venezuelan managed to devise activities to be performed when the children were back in their home, which was also home to her. Also, she took care in making a dollhouse for the girls to play with the freedom to transform what had been established with bases in Western culture of the young Venezuelan, giving him an African touch. The girls put on fabrics furniture small house, and attach the cardboard walls, to the best African style, which is why, she felt quite proud Venezuelan. On the other hand, and accompanied by Liesbet "Another young man who had come from far, far away to visit the children of Happy Home, the young Venezuelan-built from cardboard boxes and sheets of paper in the style safari Masaai Mara, in which the boys really enjoyed playing.
But what else did the young Venezuelan during the three weeks of absence from the children of Happy Home orphanage, was strange.
When he finally returned, the young Venezuelan felt very happy to be back at home we all had left a little less than a month, and which had become mere walls, without the voices of children laughing, or noise that made the play.
On August 25 the young Venezuelan met twenty-four years old, for that reason, she decided to show the children of Happy Home Orphanage, the manner in which birthdays are celebrated in Venezuela.
She made a piñata, which is the traditional way with people living in the countries of Latin America to celebrate birthdays, but is more common in children's parties.
addition, Liesbet - The other young man helped the young Venezuelan schedule a series of seven games that the children would have to play all day, so, they discover the secret word of the party, which at dusk, ended up being, piñata.
Happy Home Children really enjoyed playing games like Bingo, Twister, Tom and Jerry ... In addition to the celebration in general.
At the end of the day, everyone went to bed very tired but a great day to remember.
Esta historia continuará…
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