A bit of background for those for whom (sorry) this is the first newsletter.
Another volunteer named Sandy and I arrived in Bucherest on the same plane
from London on 22 May. We were met by a small troup of volunteers, long-term
missionaries, and Romanians, who took us to Ramnicu Valcea, a place I have
since found out is about the most communist place still in Romania. A few
days later I caught a bus to Timisoara, a lengthy journey made even longer
by the bus getting a flat tyre in Craiova and a 3 hour wait at the train station
in Timisoara.
I'm staying with a couple named Cerbu and Nadine who run Mana
Ministries, which helps the streetkids and has a home for former streetgirls.
Nadine is a NZer, Cerbu is not his real name and actually means a small deer.
We just had some people come see this apartment. Cerbu and Nadine have bought
a house in Sanandrei, a village a few kilometers outside of Timisoara. (Sanandrei
is the village with the youth group the girls go to.) They still have to sell
this place but no one has seemed particularly interested so far. The new place
has a lovely big garden in which I helped plant tomatoes etc the first week
I was here (with Don and Ellie, for the information of those folk in Ramnicu
Valcea). So that's something I've done. The plan is for the veges to be eaten
when the boys' home is started in Sanandrei. So far Mana Ministries only has
a girls' home in Timisoara itself.
The following week we went out there again and a full moon was just rising
as the sun was setting. It looked really amazing, with vapour trails catching
the last light of the sun, but to recognise the moon I had to put my head
down by my knees (resisting the temptation to put my head between my legs).
I then exclaimed "It IS the moon!" but no one I was with got the
joke.
On the subject of veges, when feeding the street kids at the day centre a
salad is eaten as a second course after soup. Because the kids don't very
often get veges, and because they know they should eat them to stay healthy
etc, it's more like they're having desert than a salad. Some of them are very
practiced at Oliver Twist-type "Can I have some more?" looks.
I think I've mentioned there are streetkids and kids on the streets. The
streetkids are the ones that sleep under bridges and have a tendency to sniff
glue and paint thinners. There are many reasons for these children living
this way. Some want to and some don't but were forced by circumstances to
do so. The kids on the streets live at whatever home they may have (parent/s,
grandparent/s, etc) and spend the day on the street. Some of the kids are
sent out to beg (and can earn the average wage in just a couple of hours each
day) and some just seem to like the freedom. The kids on the street are better
dressed and cleaner than the streetkids.
Some of the kids know a fair bit of English, with the kids on the street
generally better than the streetkids. One is very good at asking for candy,
and I've got a Chupa-chup lollypop reserved for him next time he asks. (Mostly
the kids just ask me for balloons.) Another of the kids says "You kill
me" (in English) when he's tickled. No one knows where he lives or who
he lives with, and no one knows why he won't say.
There is a camp being planned for next month, to last for ten days. Please
pray for this. It'll have things like rock climbing etc. I've got about 30
or so balloons left (thanks Nigel!) which I think I'll finish at the camp.
That's all for now. Any questions, please reply to [my own email address]
rather than the address you'll be receiving this email from. My father
is relaying the newsletter because my webmail doesn't have an address
book (yet?). Paradise is very slowly (and carefully) working on it.
Oh yeah. The hot water to this apartment block has been turned off for a
couple of weeks to allow the pipes to be fixed or something. Brrr. And the
weather has NOT been as warm as it normally is.
Please pray for good health for everyone here and in Ramnicu Valcea. NO ASTHMA
at all for the last month!!! (Maybe I've been cured miraculously!?!) God bless.
Ian
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