A couple of years ago I heard about a school being created in India (Mother Miracle) for very poor children, and they were looking for sponsors for kids. The girls and I checked out their website and were so touched. Gary and I decided to let our girls each pick someone to sponsor. They each chose a girl. Annabel chose Baboli. Skylar chose Sarsa.
Soon thereafter we received letters and photos from India, one for each of our girls. They were so excited and responded with their own letters, and pen pal relationships were formed. A year later Sarsa moved away, so Sky chose another girl. Then a year later she moved so Sky chose yet another girl, Sital. I also picked a girl, Nisha. Our girls consider Sital and Baboli to be their Indian big sisters. We get letters, emails, and short videos of them. We have chosen a few more children to sponsor as well, including a boy for Shawn when he is a little bit older.
We send $25 a month for each child and this covers their school uniform, books, teachers salaries, and sometimes food and medical help. In a country this poor, children routinely die due to simple infections, because their parents can't afford medicine.
Two summers ago we met the founders of the school, Patrick and Shahla. They were returning to California where they are from, to see their families and to help raise money for the school. They were such genuine, caring, heartfelt people. I loved brainstorming with them about how to grow their school, bring in more money and especially hearing stories of the lives of these poor children and how our sponsorships were truly making a difference. We were at a park, talking while my children ran around and played.
My girls came over for a snack. They asked Patrick and Shahla what the Indian children liked to do for fun, what toys they played with, etc.
"Oh they don't have any toys. They are too poor for toys," answered Shahla. My girls were dumbfounded.
When we got home after that summer trip my girls went through their closet and took close to half of their stuffed animals, saying they wanted to send them to the children at Mother Miracle. They hugged and kissed each one goodbye, calling them by name. This began a project that eventually involved people in our community and our children's school. We got over 100 stuffed animals, plus clothes, toys, books, art supplies. I wanted to have enough stuffed animals for every child in the school, plus siblings. (At that point there were 80 children enrolled, now there is over 100). I sent 2 huge boxes to India. When they arrived I was told that the Indian children screamed with delight. They are so happy and grateful that people as far away as America care so much for them.
We have since learned more about Patrick and Shahla's story. They gave up their worldly life to serve humanity. She sold her home, her car, her furniture and clothes. He left his business. They left their families. When they first got to India, they were given a building, remodeled some of it, only to have it taken away. But they never gave up. Eventually they found a new building. The word seva means "selfless service." They are true sevites. They love these kids.
One of the older girls we sponsor wants to be a doctor. I am trying to help figure out a way to help her get into college, and eventually medical school. Many of the children at this school are very bright and capable of being money earning professionals. Patrick and Shahla are trying to give them these opportunities so they can break out of the cycle of poverty, and in turn help their parents.
I never dreamed our involvement with this organization would be so rewarding. It has had a profound effect on our children as well.