Last night my friend Miss Hanna took me to visit an orphanage where she sometimes helps out. It was one of the most amazing experiences I’ve had in Indonesia so far. It was an all girls orphanage in a fairly small building (really just a house) on the other side of town.
When I arrived with Hanna, there will a few children outside in front of the building. They came right up to me and one little girl grabbed my hands and asked me my name. This was unusual because usually when I meet kids they are a little scared and nervous around me. It usually takes kids a little while to warm up and feel brave enough to approach me. Not here.
We went inside and I met some of the adults who work there. The level of English was fairly low, but I got to practice my Indonesian a little bit and I had Hanna and some other friends from my work who helped to translate.
After introductions to the adults, we went upstairs and sat on mats to break the fast together. It’s Ramadan right now, so all Muslims are fasting during daylight hours. There were maybe 5 adults and 20 or 30 girls of all ages. During dinner girls asked a few questions like what my favourite foods are and where I’m from. One young girl (maybe 6 years old) asked if she could come to America with me. I wanted to tell her yes. I said “someday.”
After dinner they all needed to pray. I sat in the corner with a few of the girls who were not prayer. They were older (maybe 14 or 15) and I assume they were menstruating and that’s why they didn’t pray. Muslim women cannot pray while they are menstruating. They also do not fast while menstruating. Anyway, I tried to help one of the girls with her English homework during the prayers. She had a long story to read and some grammar questions to answer. The grammar seemed way to advanced for a girl her age and I wasn’t much help, but I think I summarized the plot of the story so she could understand better.
It seems that there is a common problem here of teacher advanced grammar too young. Students are afraid to practice English because they’re worried about past participles.
Anyway, as the prayers began to end, girls started coming over to sit around me. Suddenly I looked up and I was surrounded by all 20 girls just watching me and smiling. One girl seemed to be a little more confident in her English than the others so she asked me some questions and sang Twinkle Twinkle Little Star for me. One of the young girls asked if I liked turtles because her favorite song is about turtles.
When I was getting ready to leave the girls wanted to take photos (you can see some photos below). They climbed right on my lap and held my hands. I have never met such warm, happy little girls. They must all have fairly tragic lives, but they were smiling the entire time I was there. I hope I can go back and visit with them many times.