Well, it is day four at the PLCC camp. I remember back over the last few months, wondering what our role at the camp would be and what, of value, I might be able to contribute. Now I think I understand a key role of our visit. I am reminded of a quote from an author, Richard Moss, which was displayed on my refrigerator for many years: “The greatest gift we can give one another is the quality of our attention.”
The children at PLCC have been rescued from the slums. Some are orphans, but others have been rescued from the streets where they were sent by a parent or guardian to beg for money or food. Sadly, the children come from an environment where they are often not really seen and valued. Part of the PLCC mission is to increase their self esteem by witnessing their God-given talents and encouraging self expression.
Last night was campfire night. The campfire was started, but because of rain, we moved indoors. Even without the fire, the purpose of the evening remained unaltered. The children took turns standing before the group telling stories and singing songs. They were provided the opportunity to let their light shine in a safe environment... something I think many of us take for granted. Tonight will be the talent show—another opportunity to “be seen and feel heard”.
Speaking of gifts, Ursula and I interviewed three of the girls today to get their personal stories, and staff at the Centre did a video recording of our conversations. I spoke with 11-year old Gift. Gift is the oldest of four children. Because PLCC only accepts one child per household, Gift’s 10-year old sister helps take care of the younger children in her family. Gift is doing her best to share her education with her siblings. She is very curious about the world and has been asking many of us about the U.S., making notes in a journal. She would like to someday be an ambassador, visit many countries, and help others do the same.
We have shared in many activities with the girls over the last few days: candle making, weaving, embroidery, collage making, beading, sports, and even an outing to the Nairobi National Museum. Perhaps our greatest gift to the girls was just spending time with them. Time spent as friends who value one another regardless of where we come from. And, because this gift was returned, all of our worlds are now a bit larger. We too have been blessed.
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