Back to Reality

Being around these girls over the weekend and watching them interact with each other; laughing, singing and playing, it’s easy to forget what they go home to. As we dropped many of the girls off at their houses, we were reminded of what their lives are really like. They all live in extreme poverty; the kind of poverty that we cannot imagine and words cannot do accurately describe. Some of them are orphans and go home to guardians or extended family members who give them a lot of work to do. Some of the families were happy to see them when they returned; others were not even asked about their weekend. Most of them were asked to start dinner or fetch water. I will never really know what it is like to live a day in their life. I do know however, that the need to be loved and to feel important is still there and that they hunger for that.

These are their homes and their families. They love to come home just as we all do; that much is clear. I am happy though that the club gives them a place to go where they can just be young girls. A place to have fun and be noticed for their God-given skills; safe from the many problems at home that they shouldn't have to encounter at such a young age.