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Saturday, 05 August 2017 00:47

Our Difficulties - Identity Documents

an old article...

OBV House

Recently, a social psychologist told me: “In all kinds of organization, warm shelter is the most serious one”. When I asked why he said that, he told me some difficulties we might have in managing warm shelters.

Some kids got out of warm shelter and turned to crime. Some kids did not try to be nicer, just like before getting into our house. Although he told me that, I still remained calm. It wasn’t because I was inactive but because I’ve got a belief. I believe that there are lots of helpful people surrounding us. Especially, I believe that God will be always with us. In conclusion, I know that our House – House of God – is different from other Houses – Houses of people.

Tuesday, 27 June 2017 03:45

Remember you, Dad

Dear Dad, do you know how lucky us kids are?! On that day, without you, who knows where we'd be right now. You've brought to us a ray of warmth and hope, a small family, and happiness that cannot be measured. You've given our self confidence back, so we can take those first steps forward into the real world.

We're thinking of you today, Dad. All the memories we have of you working hard to raise money for us to make sure we have a good life; of you rewarding us when we study hard and get good grades, all the things you've taught us, and everything you've done to be a positive influence for us.

Tuesday, 13 June 2017 19:32

A Special Evening

It was not my first visit to OBV, but tonight was a special and remarkable one for me.

After a storm passed through Saigon, dumping water across the whole town and turning the streets into what looked like branches of a river, and more than 3 hours on a bus (a trip that would've taken 1 hour and 45 minutes normally), I arrived at the gates of OBV's house. Everybody could see how wet and exhausted I was from the journey.

The children had already come back from school; some were preparing dinner, while others were taking care of their personal hygiene. All of them were chirping to welcome me. Some ran off to get me some warm water, and a towel. Others ran in the other direction to prepare a room for me, while others told me to "quickly take a warm bath before I got sick". How absolutely sweet these children could be, and suddenly, all my tiredness, my worries and stress were left behind at the front gate.

Entering the dormitory at the end of the day, watching shadows bounce off the walls, I couldn't see see anything at first, but I could hear her greeting -- a little girl that I had picked up last week. The clear voice came from a small figure with a joyful smile.

Surprise. Happiness.

Her life had been nothing.

One thing after another

Adding to her grief

A father who rejected her at birth.

Tuesday, 06 June 2017 17:05

Thank you Muong La

Muong La was her nick name given by sisters, half out of love, half out of teasing.

She had been living in the OBV house for four months now. She integrated herself quite quickly and became and new loving sister. She was happy and she cared for those around her, always ready to lend a hand to her sisters. She lived to the tune and spirit of OBV. Besides these positives, she of course doubted herself from time to time, but was told not to worry, and to simply work on the weaknesses she felt needed improving, with OBV as her companion.