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A photo tour of Adama / Nazret

Faya Orphanage gates and house.

Our partner organization, Faya Orphanage is located in Adama, Ethiopia. I thought I would blog today a little bit about the city and the surrounding countryside, so you can get a picture of what it is like. You can see more pictures of the actual orphanage here.

On the highway just north of Adama.

Adama is a couple hours south of Addis Ababa, the capital of Ethiopia.  It’s a confusing place, mostly just because no one is sure what to call it.  As far as I can figure, Adama was the city’s original name in Oromo.  Haile Selassie renamed it Nazret, but in the last decade it was changed back to its original name.  Probably something to do with the cultural revolution (the relatively new autonomous education and political systems relating to tribal groups.)

The poverty is quite overwhelming in some Adama neighbourhoods.

As a side note, Vulnerable Children’s House 2 House program (administered by Faya Orphanage) also sponsors kids and families in Wonji and Ambo.)

Adama and Ambo - locations of our House 2 House program

On the main roads - transportation is pretty old school.

Anyway, whatever you call it, it’s a nice little city.  Don’t expect anything fancy! since it is nothing like the metropolis of Addis.  There are less physically challenged and painfully poor people on the streets compared to the capital, but overall it’s a step back in time.  the main industries are sustainence farming – and north of Adama is a new industry of flower greenhouses (which moved north after the troubles in Kenya.) Overall, it’s a poor place, but friendly and accessible.

A sponsor walking the streets and admiring the flowers.

Horse taxis are common, and donkeys – oh, donkeys! – are everywhere. There are a few nook and cranny shopping areas that reminded me a little more of the souks in Morocco.  The earth is red and dusty, but the tropical plants in many of the streets, especially in the newer parts of town, make it feel more alive.

Ah, the donkeys!

The local people are mainly Oromo – Adama was in past times the capital of Oromia. Some people are Ethiopian Orthodox Christian; other are Muslim (mainly in the countryside.) The children in our House 2 House program are both – we don’t discriminate and are happy to help children of any religion. In this part of the world, both religions live in peace and harmony.

A sustainence farmer in a Muslim area just outside of Adama.

If you are traveling to Ethiopia and would like to visit the orphanage in Adama (with donations in hand!) then please drop us an email and we will hook you up: info (at) vulnerablechildren.ca

Another local neighbourhood in Adama.

 

It breaks your heart…

Over the past two months with Vulnerable Children Society, we’ve been really focused on building our sponsorship base, covering our monthly commitment with donations, reaching out to tell people what great work our partner Faya Orphanage does. Something happened today that reminded me WHY we do this though. WHY I stay up to 11pm+ most night and why I won’t rest until we have reached that 100% sustainable core funding goal.

The House 2 House community sponsorship program through Faya Orphanage supports children and families in the Adama community. There are 300+ kids and families waiting for sponsorship – the need is huge.

Today I got pictures from the Faya director of three families that I hadn’t seen before. Somehow knowing their names and the reason they are sponsored is not the same as seeing their faces. Pictures say so much more.

One family was happy – they have been sponsored for a while and trust that Faya Orphanage will help them get through. The little girl was bright and the mom was jubilant to be visiting. You can tell this sponsorship is making a big positive difference in their lives.

Another family is being sponsored for the first time. The two girls are unsure and afraid. Their parents have both passed and they live with their older sister. So much has changed and ransacked their lives; they seem uncertain as to trust the newfound source of support and income they will be getting through Faya and Vulnerable Children.

But it was the last family broke my heart. The two little girls are uncertain and wide-eyed; they don’t know why they are visiting the orphanage, and I guess, suspect the worst until proven otherwise. Their mother is frail, ill and wracked with tears. Her white shawl is yellowed and her eyes are streaked with red. I don’t know if she is crying because she is grateful for the sponsorship, ashamed of getting help, or worried for the future. I suspect it’s a lot of all of those emotions.

Thank you to all our sponsors. Your help brings hope and stability to lives torn apart. Never doubt that. I hope that if I write about the two new families in a few months, I will have a brighter story to tell. In the meanwhile, their hardship makes my late nights seem much less significant… and the cause that much more important.