Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Visiting Orphans

Every month, my father’s co-workers in the company where he works, go to the orphanage, to celebrate children’s birthday. The first time when I went there was last year and this was the second time. The purpose of going there is to celebrate their birthday, give some presents, eat some foods and play with them. Most of them are abandoned by parents when they were young and some of them lost their parents by accident or diseases. It is assumed that they don't get attentions from their parents and therefore, we went. We visit them the last weekend of every month. Before we go, we ask the guardian of orphans, what children want for their birthday present and we buy what they want. Then we bring the present with some cakes, fruits, and pizzas.

When we arrive there, first of all, we sing happy birthday song and give presents to them. Because I can’t sing happy birthday song in Russian, I just listen to them. Then after the gift giving time, we share the foods. My family work at this time, hand out foods to children, since it is the only time when we don’t need to speak. I tried to consider the ethical implications of my actions while I was there, to not hurt feelings of children. When I saw them, I feel sorry for them for not having a family and also feel thanks to my family, for being with me. They are aged 7 to 17 children who need and want the warmth of their family and the care from their parents. I realized that it is important to help others because in that way, we can share what we have and don’t. We could give them not only presents but also we could be there for them to feel that they are not alone and we are here for them. By sharing what we have and don’t, we grow up.

And after lunch, we had some play time. I joined the group where they played a game called “silence game”, which means I don’t need to talk. So I worked collaboratively with children and some other volunteers and had fun. Maybe I had more fun than those children… When I got home, I slept like a dead person.

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