Indeed, I certainly admired the training and discipline our House Mother (Mother Ngoc) had instilled, and it was clear the children not only cared for themselves, but for everyone else in the family.
They would wake up very early every day, with each of them having their own chore to do to ensure the house was clean and presentable. Some would clean the garden, others mop down the floors, or prepare the morning's food. We would eat breakfast together, then walk with the girls to school. This simple activity was probably their favourite, and I could feel how much they desired to be loved and cared for, the way any child wanted their parents to walk them to school.
Every day, when class was dismissed, the girls from the second grade would pick up the girls from first grade, and together they walked home. Their main job was to make sure they were always together, and that no one was missing, and if that were the case, to go and search for that person.
After school, the whole family would sit together at the dinner table, while they gossiped about what happened at school. They would clean up after dinner and head off to study. I watched with pride as the older girls tutored the younger ones.
By watching them care for each other, my faith in humanity was restored. Just two days with them and I realised that I needed to learn a lot from them on how to care for members of my own family, to observe what was happening around me, and to have a grateful attitude for each new day.
I would like to give my deepest appreciation to all members of OBV, who put in the time and effort to provide a better life for these children, giving them a chance at full recovery and a beautiful childhood.
Translated by Mr. Phung and Jacqueline Huynh.