April 2

Friday April 2

We road home together.

All of us on the marshukka (bus). The three girls in the back, laughing about a song they all knew, Susan and I a few rows up but able to hear.

We had been at the orphanage visiting the girls and the director offered for us to take the two girls home for the week end. Alessia hesitated because she is counting the time she has left to say goodbys, Alina Yes Yes Yes.

Back at the flat the girls opened suitcases packed with clothes Susan purchased for when they leave the orphanage. Shirts and blouses, under clothes, socks, pajamas with snoopy in a painters hat and iefle tower, new jeans, coats. Every thing is perfect. They hold cloths up model and compare. Susan has coordinated the clothes with each other and Ashley. The two girls fold each item before setting it down, each a neat stack. I ask if they want to try clothes on, Susan suggests they might wish to shower and put on their new pajamas. This is the winning idea so off they go to reappear fresh and clean in their new pjs. Shy smiles and wanting to show you how nice they look.

We spend the evening together talking between languages. No TV. We talk about cooking and what we each like to eat, I tell them again that their older brother is a chief and can also help us. They say they do not do dishes at the orphanage but will help at home.

While we were still on the way home, Kyle our missionary friend and his co worker Jenna met us. I was “So Proud” to introduce everyone. “This is my daughter Ashley, This is my daughter Alina, This is my daughter Alessia.” Earlier I had asked how to say the word “sisters” Alina said “four sisters” Alina included Ashley and new older sister Charissa. I was more than touched.

Kyle had called his pastor. He met us with his wife and drove us to their flat to pick up extra sleeping supplies. Everything we needed for two new people, They then drove us to our flat.

It is early morning here now. Everyone is still asleep. I am in the little kitchen and they are all together in the living room. Ashley on the couch, Alina and Alessia on a blow up mattress, Susan on another. I can hear all of them softly breathing in sleep.