This is a late post about our pre-christmas visit to Hospicio de San Jose (our third). The experience is yet again memorable and don’t want to pass the chance to blog it. Although this was our third visit,it was the first time we’ve seen the whole facility (the island!) and most of its esidents and volunteers. Again, I was with my generous and kind audit staff (thanks a lot!), and my son Jolo and my Papi… The experience was so heart-warming as we have seen babies, lolas and lolos and special kids housed in the modest and yet warm hospicio. What stuck me most is the dedication of few volunteers and facility keepers, who, while they are few in proportion are all so warm and caring.
Our favorite spot of interaction is always the toddler’s kitchen. There are new faces and there are familiar faces… our “favorites” were already “promoted” to pre-school section. There are two kids that are actually siblings of the ones we’ve visited before (so, they are leaving their kids here, huh? not only one? but the whole bunch??)… Two at least (from previous batch) were already adopted.
What strikes me (horrifies me!) most among the new stories is about that little boy “Stan” (not his real name), who (when he was a baby) was left bundled and placed in old duyan (swinging crib), and put in garbage heap! The basurero found him (bless him!). The duyan, baby inside, was tossed to garbage truck… lucky that the basurero checked it… just imagine if they thought that it was just a duyan! Now he is a healthy 3-yr old boy who wants to eat and munch a lot!
There is also one heartwarming story about a 9-yr old boy who was “found” in the hospicio by a “bodyguard” of a another kid from elite school who sponsored christmas party there that week. The man recognized the kid as the one missing since last year, apparently lost in the mall. The family is looking for him eversince. What a great reunion, you could imagine!
I don’t want to judge the people that made these kids and put them to earth! Maybe they cannot deal life and parenthood, i dont know, maybe they are “orphans” themselves… what counts now here is that there are still amazing and nice people who keeps and helps keep orphanage like this. I don’t want to say that these kids are unlucky people… I know that they are as blessed as we are. Being here and cared for is a blessing enough.