I was rummaging through old files the other day and came across a file titled "CSC Kids' Work." Inside I found a set of poems written by four CSC "kids" from the school year 2006-2007. The four guys had each written a poem using the same format of a poem they had read in their reading material. The title of their poems was the same, If You're Not From CSC..., but the content was original for each of the guys. At the time the poems were written, the boys were actually young teenagers. Since that time, three of the guys have been adopted and they have graduated from high school. Julieto was one of the poem writers and the last of them to graduate from high school just last Friday in Cebu. Jules, as he is affectionately called, has gotten other press time recently, but after coming across those poems, I could not pass up the opportunity to share his education story with you. His story illustrates the miracle that takes place when some of the CSC kids graduate from high school.
Julieto came to CSC when he was 10 years old. He had never been to school, so he started off at the beginning of the learning continuum with letter recognition. He attended Children of Hope School through the 2006-2007 school year and he was in fifth grade by that time. He was also in his mid-teens and a bit tired of being in elementary school as a teenager. He felt he needed to move on. We cautioned him about not finishing elementary education, but he wanted to try something else. So with help from some people at CSC, Jules got a job on the construction crew building the new Duterte home. He loved the job and worked for a year and a half on the project. By that time, Julieto had thought long and hard about his future and he decided he wanted to go to high school. Well, he needed to finish elementary school first, so he returned to our school as an older teenager! That in itself took a lot of courage. After his final year at CCHS, Julieto started high school. Four years later, he is a new high school graduate with plans for his future!
What an incredible journey it has been. Lots of people have been in on Jules' journey, encouraging, tutoring, advocating for him, but he is the one who has stuck with it. Pretty miraculous! Congratulations to Julieto and the other current and former CSC "kids" who are graduating from high schol this year.
If you're Not from CSC...
By Julieto Sido
If you're not from CSC
You don't know Christmas
You just can't know Christmas.
Christmas is the best time for me.
I can dance, sing, and be happy as can be
With lots of gifts from foster friends and Santa Claus
And many parties in the house.
If you're not from CSC
You don't know Christmas.
If you're not from CSC
You don't know discipline
You just can't know discipline.
In CSC we have rules to obey.
They are made to help us grow OKEY.
If we don't obey the staff will get sad
Because they don't want us to be bad.
If you're not from CSC
You don't know discipline.
If you're not from CSC
You don't know sports
You just can't know sports.
Sports is our way to have fun
We jump, we throw, and run.
Basketball, baseball, and soccer.
We play with one another.
If you're not from CSC
You don't know sports.
If you're not from CSC
You don't know kindness.
You just can't know kindness.
Kindness for me is to share and care.
That's what we do here.
Children share with each other
And the staff and house parents care for one another.
If you're not from CSC
You don't know kindness.
If you're not from CSC
You don't know ME.
You just can't know ME.
You have not experienced what I had
The fun, the laughter, the good, and the bad.
The kindness, the love, and the discipline I had here
Will stay with me even when I go somewhere.
If you're not from CSC
You don't know ME.
Before we say yes
Recently we have taken in several sibling groups to replace some of the children who have left for adoption. The decision-making process for these admissions is quite extensive, and involves lots of people. Our social workers handle the referrals and make recommendations on whether they feel the child meets our criteria for need. They gather collateral information, interview the people who made the referral and get an idea of what the preparation of birth documents might entail. A referral meeting is held with representatives from the medical, social work and child care teams. The child care team and counselors will observe and, if the child old enough, talk with the child. We try to find out the types of experiences that the child(ren) may have had and what they have been exposed to. This might involve several visits with the child. If the child is school age one or more of our teachers will do an assessment to try and determine cognitive issues and where the child might fit in at our school. Each child undergoes a medical examination and a battery of tests before we make a decision about whether to admit the child.
I am always encouraged and delighted by the positive approach of our staff with all of our referrals. We really want to say yes to all of them. Our teachers are always excited to bring in new students. Our social workers make positive recommendations and are excited when we are able to admit a child or a sibling group. Though we know that there are some kids we just can't take in, we consider their cases carefully, prayerfully and compassionately. We've got a great team of people here in Cebu!
Cute kids
If a photo is worth a thousand words...this will be a long blog post.
Each of the kids had to tell me something that a farmer would do while wearing this hat. Planting rice and plowing a field with a Caribao (water buffalo) were the most common answers.
We do have one young man who said that a farmer would use a hammer.....I believe that was because farmer and hammer rhymed, he also told me that the farmer might use a stick. Hmmmm.
Enjoy the CSC smiles!
Play---the work of kids
Today as I sit at my computer on this Saturday morning with an extensive list of reports to update, pictures to upload, e-mails to compose and reply to, I feel as though there are invisible straps tethering me to this technological device. And I don't particularly enjoy the feeling...
I can't help but wish I was outside on the playground, running, climbing, swinging, riding and just generally hanging with the cool kids we have here. Of course I would last all of 15 minutes out in the heat and sun before I would long for my air-conditioned office once more! :) But still, right now from my office window---outside looks better!
And yet, to some of the kids in the Eicher Home, having to do work on a computer is NOTHING to complain about. It seems they would be eager to do some of my tasks for me...
I too played "computer" as a kid but somewhere along the way it lost its luster for me! Seeing this reminded me of those days and it showed me that despite what these children have gone through, they are playing like I once played. They are safe and healthy and free to do their "work" of being a kid and just leaving the rest to us. The prayers, time, money and thought that goes into this ministry, from you and many, many, many others, makes this moment of playtime possible.
And its a beautiful thing. And it comforted me. And it strengthened me to return to my computer and tackle my to-do list. I can almost check off: "Write blog." :)
I will say that working on the computer would probably be a lot more fun though if my mouse were a Lego...
Bless you all for your heart for CSC!
Change
Change is inevitable in life. Some changes are good---they are pleasant and easy to go along with. Others are hard to come to terms with--they are a challenge and they sometimes bring pain. I want to tell you about some recent changes in my life...
Many of you already know that Teacher Tammy's 8 year run at CSC and Children of Hope School has ended. She has been gone for 2 weeks--and kids and adults alike are mourning the loss.
Tammy is missed for many reasons:
Tammy was a good co-worker. She was helpful, reliable, and thorough. She was quick to jump in if something technological was going haywire---an asset on days of school programs. :) Tammy was true to her word. She promised the kids that she would take each of them out for something special before she left and SHE DID! If she had a job or a task assigned to her, you never had to worry about it getting done in an organized and timely fashion! She was hard-working and did whatever was in front of her---and did so with a smile.
But Tammy is also a good friend. She is someone I OFTEN laughed with, went on adventures with, confided in, celebrated holidays with...and the list goes on. She is a good listener and a Godly woman. She has become family to me and you can't help but miss family when they are gone!
Tammy, myself and Amy were quite the terrific trio, however, at this time, Amy and I are down to just a dynamic duo....
The upside of change:
We recently admitted a new child. She was afraid of the change, of me, of our counselor and our social worker. She was hesitant, quiet and reserved. And who wouldn't be? She knew something big was happening in her life but she had no idea what it meant.
But oh to see her now! How happy and animated and secure and playful she is! She is grateful for the life-changing experience she has had and WE are so happy to have her with us where she is safe and provided for.
God is the god of everything in our life and everything happens for His purpose and good. And that includes changes. I am happy for Tammy and all that God has in store for her back in MN. I miss her, but am grateful for her continued friendship---thank goodness for Skype! :) I am also happy about our new arrival and for her safety and health and the fact that she FINALLY gets to be a kid.
Please join with me in praying for Tammy as she transitions back to living in the US and for our newest one and all of those that will come through our doors in the future. because no matter your age or the type of change you are facing, its always easier with God.
A Leap of Faith
God does
truly have a sense of humor. I have done some travel to Africa in my role as an
Emergency Department nurse educator, but never did I picture myself as a dental
assistant working at the Children’s Shelter of Cebu. What an awesome
experience!
I was approached by my local dentist, Dr. Matt Struve, earlier in the year about traveling to Cebu. He was planning a trip to the shelter to provide routine dental services. All he said I needed to do was “pray about it.” My initial instinct was to decline his invitation to go, but the invitation to pray was a tough one to ignore. So I prayed. After much thought and prayer it was evident that I was being called to go. It was clear once I arrived that it was no mistake that I was there. It was an awesome feeling from the time we arrived.
The work was not easy. As a pediatric nurse I felt equipped to manage the physical work . . . but the details of the dentistry piece was another story. Our team consisted of Dr. Struve, Brenda Birk (another non-dental person), myself, and Evan (11 year old son of Dr. Struve). God had a plan. He put together everything that we needed (except for our autoclave). The kids and staff were awesome. Each child was so brave and trusted “Uncle Matt” to take the best care when working on their teeth. Marlys Healy was also integral to our success. She spent many a day with us, holding the kids’ hands, and providing the necessary words of encouragement in Cebuano. Throughout our week some awesome things happened. A 10-year old boy demonstrated compassion far beyond his years, a 6-year old championed his procedures and gave a thumbs up to let us know; and although he didn’t complete all we needed to do one boy truly was strong when he needed to be. I can only say yet again, these kids are amazing!
The week was long and left me with a few muscle aches, but it was an extraordinary trip. We worked hard, but we also played hard. It was so fun to play alongside the kids. They got to know us better and we got to share in their laughter and their contagious energy. I really feel strongly that playtime was truly the bridge to the success of our trip. It provided the kids with the time to get to know us on their “turf.” I managed to get in one ping-pong game but was beat hands down. There was time on the swings, basketball games, and even time to just sit and chat.
What was the highlight? It is so hard to answer that question. My thought is this. I was given an opportunity to witness God’s amazing love through the work of so many. His love is exemplified by the laughter and joy found in the children cared for at CSC.
- Anne Renaker