“This house is our house, the hardship that our father have found”
With the ambition to rescue the youth that have been forced into sex slavery, at the same time create the conditions to bring happiness to the children. Although in the hands of its founder has nothing, but he is now ready to roll up his sleeves for action. First off is to rent a house for the children, set a requirement so the children will continue to arrive at school, give a small amount of money for food and neccessities in the beginning phase, then…slowly figure out. The founder (Father Thong) often say: "I am not rich, but I don’t want my children suffer, because they have suffered enough”. Because of that, the children that live here are more stable materially and spiritually.
Father Martino and OBV children
Although being back to work in Vietnam for 3 short days, Father Thong has held a BBQ feast for OBV children in a land mass of 1300m2 in Cu Chi. This is the feeling of G. and D., both have recently return to the home of OBV for a month.
Suddenly, it is finally time for the entire household members to visit Cu Chi to hang out at the house where the children would soon reside in the future.
"Em" and "Bé" were hanging out with OBV house
According to OBV news, our daughter, H.D (aka Bé), has passed the entrance exam and has been accepted into the College of Technology and Industrial Management. This is the story about our oldest daughters, Bé and her older sister (aka Em). They are reintegrating into the communities.
"Bé" is an average student with sociable temperament, innocence, and thoughtful. She does not know when to rest and relax. She is currently waiting to pass the second round of admission to Saigon University. If she does not pass the second round, she will go forward with the alternative university. At that time, we will help her financial assistance for her schooling.
She is the first child of OBV to entered college. Besides going to school, she spends her free time working as a receptionist for a little coffee shop. She also tutors children in kindergarten during her spare time.
During her “father’s” (Fr. Martino) last mission trip during New Year, he saw how unsafe it was for her to have to go to work after a long day at school and to come home late with an old electric bike.
Papa Thong visiting the OBV children in Vietnam
“Papa will be the wings that take me to far places…. Papa will be the leaf that protect you for the rest of my life”
Perhaps you are already on the plane flying back home; we started to sing the song because we miss you so much; our eyes are stinging from the tears. What destiny has allowed us to meet you? Maybe there is some good fortune in unfortunate things. We know we are truly blessed to have you in our lives; to care for us as your own and to build a bridge to happiness for us.
“House of Love- OBV” will light up their dreams and make them become a reality
The first story: “I’m in pain, lots of pain, I can’t sit!”
We know and find her through information from a newspaper:
“Taking her 6 year old daughter to six different hospitals in the city, visits to the many police departments, pleading to have her daughter examine because she was raped. But the sad mother only received rejection while her daughter is in excruciating pain…
The 2nd of February is another day that our “father” and all of his volunteers came to re-visited us, the children of OBV, for the last time before returning back to the United States. Most of us was at school and only some of us are home. Thus, in the afternoon, we all finally made it home one after another and gathered inside our little house filled with love and laughter in the atmosphere.
“Try to the best of your ability, the results is up to God…”
Every Saturday, I have the chance to visit OBV house to share with OBV children some practical life lessons and survival skills. Each week, each lesson leaves me with a different impression and through that I am able to understand them and love them more. One of the lessons that was quite memorable was about “the value of cooperation”.
Rescue and take the child to OBV House
We have been anxiously waiting for the arrival of a new member to our house. We have two new members joining us this week, one child who’s 10 from Province C. and another girl who’s almost 13 years old from Province B.. Different plants bloom different flowers just as every family has its own situation, none are the same. But the similarities are they are our focus and all of their situations are heartbreaking.
Every time I receive a phone call from my “colleagues”, these two lines are always the conversation starter, “how are you?” and “how are the kids?” As usual I always respond quickly with “I’m good, after 60 years and still running great”. But the response to the second question, I never seem to have a good answer; because it has never been smooth. That is the thing that I ponder the most.
The crime scene
With information provided to us by a colleague, after two visits to the apartment, I was able to meet her, a mother with three children. She told me the story of her life for 40 years, I couldn’t help but feel sad for her fate and her children.
Bustling and busying! That is the atmosphere of the OBV house in preparation for a new school year.
Before entering the new school year, the first thing that the OBV pays attention to the most is stabilizing all of the children’s health. Uncle K., Aunt N along with Aunt L. took all of the kids to get full examinations carefully. It took two full days from morning to afternoon to finish; everyone has to eat lunch from street vendors while waiting for the exam results. The results showed that: a couple of the children are okay, one of the child’s mental health isn’t stable along with reduced vision. Another child suffers gynecological issues. There are also two children who have to take medicines constantly, so now after each meal, besides the desserts is the display of the medications in different forms and colors.
The past couple of days were filled with holiday celebrations, from Christmas to New Year. These are special days therefore the food dishes were also more special. According to their liking, I bought from whole chicken to whole ducks, even extra wings and drumsticks. So much of that stuff that the children said: “we’re sick of this food; we just want to eat fish sauce with pickled cucumber.” Of course, I pleased them.