The Kids

This little dude is named something that sounds like Beef-alo.  Naturally, with my Southern accent I said, "Oh, Buffalo."  I was constantly saying, "Hey Buffalo!"  To which he would respond, "Hey Elizabet!"

Looking sharp in his school uniform:

Though I steered clear of the livestock, he was not afraid.  There were two chickens and a cat running around all the time and random goats would wonder in and out.  Not only would Buffalo pick them up, but he also knows how to kill chickens, goats, pigs, and cows.  He told me he would probably do that for a living when he gets older.  I really loved my time with this 13 year old boy.  He was a great protector and made the small kids go to bed at night.  If I left my Nalgene somewhere he'd come bring it to me.  He is also the eldest brother of my Lovee, Seriah.  There were 6 kids in the family and they were all good looking!

Mario

How handsome is this dude?  He's Buffalo's younger brother and his personality is just as good as his looks.  He's sweet and easy to be around.  I read on Reformation Hope's website that he wants to be a comedian; I think he can pull it off.

Rivaldo

Carmello


For some reason I can't find a pic of him, but trust me, he's just as cute.

Estalli

Estalli was perhaps the meanest kid I saw at the orphanage.  She wasn't afraid to be pushy or bossy and seemed to always get what she wanted.  If she was going to look out for anyone, it was her younger sister, Seriah, my lovee.  Estalli LOVED Leslie and wanted to be with her all the time.  When we were leaving, she sat crying big, fat tears -- more than any other kid there.  Leslie and I agreed that the hardest ones are usually the softest, too.

Sisters: 

Seriah

Just had to show one more.  So cute!  I don't have pics of Carmello or the other brother, but trust me, this was one good looking family {Buffalo, Rivaldo, Mario, Carmello, Estalli, and Seriah}.

Wjevens

This kid.  Oh, this kid.  He's tactful and would make a great hunter I think.  The first few days we were there he didn't say a word to us, but he would come sit by you just wanting to be  near you.  Then once he realized we were sticking around for a while, he'd chat more and became more interactive.  By the end of the week, he had no fear with any of us.  He's super stinkin cute and has an equally cute older brother, Wjebens.  

Steffan, 1 year old

Isn't he cute?  His mom was around some of the time; I think she's 16.  I didn't see her often, but Courtney had the distinct pleasure of watching this little tyke be nursed: no breast friend, no privacy, no touching the baby really.  To be honest, the 8 year olds at the orphanage took better care of him than his mom did (from what I could tell).  This kid is definitely being raised by a village.  Once in a while he wore a diaper; otherwise, you want to look out for puddles, if you catch my drift.

Jeff

Jeff's 18.  He came to the orphanage two years ago because home life wasn't good.  He speaks good English and was a huge asset to us throughout the week.  He's involved with the Boy Scouts and will actually be coming to Georgia this summer.  I think it will rock his world; I'm excited (and a tiny bit nervous) for him.  He wants to be an electrician and I hope that happens.

There were lots of others.  


All with unique personalities and fun to be around.

Aren't they beautiful?