<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9145694149734197399</id><updated>2011-11-11T13:17:03.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Our Own Words 2007 and 2011</title><subtitle type='html'>On December 30, 2007, under the guidance of our Social Worker, the children recorded what they wanted others to know about them.  To protect their dignity and privacy, the traumatic details of their  pasts have been omitted.

On January 7th, 2011, the older children wrote a poem, with the guidance of teacher Cynthia, and Betina. The results are treasured.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HCHCH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10503002099441736232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9145694149734197399.post-6332837693882487021</id><published>2009-02-23T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:44:09.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOe8-VBFNI/AAAAAAAACEo/Ixto1qJyzzc/s1600-h/njenga+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOe8-VBFNI/AAAAAAAACEo/Ixto1qJyzzc/s400/njenga+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306259556333065426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;December, 2007&lt;div&gt;My name is Anthony.  I am 6 years old.  I remember being beaten up by police and people.  I remember sleeping in a potato sack.  I remember being hungry and cold.  I remember getting my first pair of shoes.  I remember saying thank you.&lt;br /&gt;The saddest day of my life is when the other kids break for school for holidays to go to their homes, and I am left here at home with no one to visit and anywhere to go.&lt;br /&gt;If I had 3 wishes they would be...to be able to trace my roots, to get a good job in the future and help my parents, and to do good in my exams.&lt;br /&gt;What I like about me is that I'm disciplined, that I respect the much I get, and that I love everyone in the Home.&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up I want to be a matatu ( public bus ) tout shouting, "beba! beba!" ( "come! come!" ).  I want to get married and have 6 kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9145694149734197399-6332837693882487021?l=cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/6332837693882487021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/6332837693882487021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_8744.html' title=''/><author><name>HCHCH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10503002099441736232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOe8-VBFNI/AAAAAAAACEo/Ixto1qJyzzc/s72-c/njenga+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9145694149734197399.post-6324388933751527827</id><published>2009-02-23T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:45:09.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOeeaOVRNI/AAAAAAAACEg/ZkvgrCg50vg/s1600-h/sharron+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOeeaOVRNI/AAAAAAAACEg/ZkvgrCg50vg/s400/sharron+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306259031245276370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My name is Sharon.  I am 10 years old.  I am in class 3 ( grade 3 ).   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The happiest day of my life was when I went home to see my mom and she was in good health after being sick for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The saddest time of my life was when my mom was very sick and many of our family deserted us with no help from anyone.  The struggle in life we went through I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If i had 3 wishes they would be...to help my mom in the future, to excel in life and have a happy life, and to see all orphans and needy kids helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I like about me is that I have discipline, a spirit of love inside of me, and the efforts I put to excel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I grow up I want to be a doctor, treat the sick and help the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poem:  I Am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am polite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder how Heaven is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder how blind children feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hear dogs barking at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see my future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to travel to many countries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am polite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pretend fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I touch the stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I worry how I could pass my exams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cry when I see people sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am polite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I understand how people feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I say I must improve my mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dream to become a doctor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try swimming in an ocean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope to have a better future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am polite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9145694149734197399-6324388933751527827?l=cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/6324388933751527827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/6324388933751527827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-sharon.html' title=''/><author><name>HCHCH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10503002099441736232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOeeaOVRNI/AAAAAAAACEg/ZkvgrCg50vg/s72-c/sharron+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9145694149734197399.post-8334156617581502229</id><published>2009-02-23T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:45:37.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOeEB6TIAI/AAAAAAAACEY/kaXH_XYPHNM/s1600-h/margaret+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOeEB6TIAI/AAAAAAAACEY/kaXH_XYPHNM/s400/margaret+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306258578042200066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My name is Margaret.  I am 9 years old.  I am in class 2 ( grade 2 ).  I came to the Home when I was 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The happiest day of my life was when I was rescued from the streets and was able to live a normal life and also go to school.  I used to live on the streets and beg for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The saddest day was when it was holidays and other kids went to visit families and I had nowhere to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If i had 3 wishes they would be....to get to know and visit my home someday, to get a good job and help the needy, and to see all needy people helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I like about me is my spirit of love, the discipline inside of me, and that I appreciate what I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I grow up I want to be a teacher and teach the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Poem: I Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am smart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder how police man eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hear birds singing very beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see that I will go Canada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be a teacher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am smart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pretend to be a white person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like flying like a bird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I touch a star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I worry about my brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cry when someone beats me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am smart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I understand that I am an orphan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I say that I have a big house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dream to find my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try to teach someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that my parents are fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am smart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9145694149734197399-8334156617581502229?l=cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/8334156617581502229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/8334156617581502229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-margaret.html' title=''/><author><name>HCHCH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10503002099441736232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOeEB6TIAI/AAAAAAAACEY/kaXH_XYPHNM/s72-c/margaret+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9145694149734197399.post-3672007464048057552</id><published>2009-02-23T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:46:15.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOdtP69yAI/AAAAAAAACEQ/xOl-GJo894Y/s1600-h/mwangi+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOdtP69yAI/AAAAAAAACEQ/xOl-GJo894Y/s400/mwangi+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306258186666100738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My name is Dennis.  I am 8 years old.  I am in class 1 ( grade 1 ).   I am at the top of my class, and there are 50 kids and 1 teacher in my class.  I love English, Math, Kiswahili, and Creative Writing the best.  I like to play by myself.  I came to the Home when I was 4.  I have no family, except for an uncle they just found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The happiest day of my life was when the Home took us to visit the animal orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poem: I Am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am helpful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am honest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder how Heaven look like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hear television&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see pastor preaching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to become a lawyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am helpful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am honest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pretend to be a runner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel to fly on the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I touch the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I worry my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cry because my parents died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am helpful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am honest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I understand I am an orphan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I say that I am a lawyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dream to be a lawyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try to work hard in school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope I would pass KCPE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am honest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9145694149734197399-3672007464048057552?l=cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/3672007464048057552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/3672007464048057552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-mwangi.html' title=''/><author><name>HCHCH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10503002099441736232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOdtP69yAI/AAAAAAAACEQ/xOl-GJo894Y/s72-c/mwangi+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9145694149734197399.post-2839915452217969903</id><published>2009-02-23T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:46:50.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOdPqYsECI/AAAAAAAACEI/A5X8e4DfbVg/s1600-h/georgie+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOdPqYsECI/AAAAAAAACEI/A5X8e4DfbVg/s400/georgie+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306257678374015010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My name is Georgie.  I am 7 years old.  I came to the Home when I was 3.  I am in grade pre-unit ( senior Kindergarden ).  I study Math, English, Kiswahili, and Environment.  There are 76 kids in my class, and 1 teacher.  I am at the top of my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The happiest day of my life was...when I was rescued from the streets and was given chance to live a normal life, and go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The saddest day of my life was...when the police used to come in the streets, beat us, and chase us away with nowhere to go and nothing to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I had 3 wishes they would be...to do good in school, to do great in life, to be able to find my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I like about me is...I am disciplined, I have a spirit of love, and I appreciate what I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I grow up I want to be a pilot flying in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9145694149734197399-2839915452217969903?l=cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/2839915452217969903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/2839915452217969903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-georgie.html' title=''/><author><name>HCHCH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10503002099441736232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOdPqYsECI/AAAAAAAACEI/A5X8e4DfbVg/s72-c/georgie+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9145694149734197399.post-8936652433788108251</id><published>2009-02-23T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:47:19.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOcN40iupI/AAAAAAAACD4/CnC4xcEzhuQ/s1600-h/kelvin+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOcN40iupI/AAAAAAAACD4/CnC4xcEzhuQ/s400/kelvin+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306256548377574034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My name is Kelvin.  I am 8 years old.  I came to the Home when I was 4.  I go to private school to learn better. I am the only one at the Home to go to that school.  Now I can learn, and I am happy.   My mom is sick.  I have no father.  My sister lives with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The happiest day of my life was when I went to visit my mom, and she was well, after she was sick for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The saddest day of my life was when my mom was in bed sick, and there was no one to help us, and all our family deserted us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I had 3 wishes they would be...to build a good house for my mom, to get a good job in the future, and to do really well in education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I like about me is that I have a spirit of love, that I appreciate what I get, and that I try even if I fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9145694149734197399-8936652433788108251?l=cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/8936652433788108251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/8936652433788108251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-kelvin.html' title=''/><author><name>HCHCH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10503002099441736232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOcN40iupI/AAAAAAAACD4/CnC4xcEzhuQ/s72-c/kelvin+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9145694149734197399.post-3084475059875999799</id><published>2009-02-23T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:47:41.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOboQQCoJI/AAAAAAAACDw/55bPtJkFYHg/s1600-h/john+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOboQQCoJI/AAAAAAAACDw/55bPtJkFYHg/s400/john+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306255901831897234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My name is John.  I don’t know how old I am.  I came to the home in 2007.  I am in pre-unit         ( senior Kindergarden ).   There are 76 kids in my class, and 1 teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The happiest day of my life was...when I was rescued from an uncomfortable life and admitted to the Home, got a good place to call home, and got to go to school like other children who have parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The saddest day of my life was when I was abused by a stranger and when my grandmother used to overwork me without going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I had 3 wishes they would be...to understand what I am being taught, to get a good job and help my mother in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I like about me is the discipline I have, that I have a spirit of love, and I appreciate what I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I grow up I want to be a mechanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9145694149734197399-3084475059875999799?l=cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/3084475059875999799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/3084475059875999799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-john.html' title=''/><author><name>HCHCH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10503002099441736232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOboQQCoJI/AAAAAAAACDw/55bPtJkFYHg/s72-c/john+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9145694149734197399.post-4545942246774356061</id><published>2009-02-23T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T16:05:25.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaObF5mdUCI/AAAAAAAACDo/tl6r4sIk_bk/s1600-h/francis+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaObF5mdUCI/AAAAAAAACDo/tl6r4sIk_bk/s400/francis+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306255311636353058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My name is Francis.  I am 9 years old.  I came to the Home when I was 6.  I am in class 2 ( grade 2 ).  I am very good in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The happiest day of my life was when I was rescued from the streets.  Now I have a normal life and go to school.  I also was so happy to get new clothes at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The saddest time in my life was when I was living on the streets with no one to help me and no one to call my family, the moments I was hungry on the streets and nowhere to call home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If i had 3 wishes they would be to help the needy, to trace my family and to have a good future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I like about me is that I am disciplined, I have a spirit of love and I appreciate what I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I grow up I want to be a pilot flying in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;January, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Poem: I Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am kindful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am smartful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wonder how I can fly in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hear the birds outside singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I see the clouds moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want to play soccer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am kindful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am smartful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I pretend to be a football player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel like I can reach to the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I touch the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I worry how I can touch the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I cry because of something sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am kindful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am smartful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I understand that I am an orphan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I say something you believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I dream that when I grow up I would like to be a lawyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I try to work hard in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hope I would become a lawyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am kindful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am smartful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9145694149734197399-4545942246774356061?l=cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/4545942246774356061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/4545942246774356061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-francis.html' title=''/><author><name>HCHCH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10503002099441736232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaObF5mdUCI/AAAAAAAACDo/tl6r4sIk_bk/s72-c/francis+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9145694149734197399.post-362895281468979364</id><published>2009-02-23T22:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T16:00:40.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOar3Jo9NI/AAAAAAAACDg/KHlRt3Xgw6s/s1600-h/diana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOar3Jo9NI/AAAAAAAACDg/KHlRt3Xgw6s/s400/diana.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306254864302011602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My name is Diana.  I am 12 years old.  I came to the Home when I was 8.  I am in class 4 ( grade 4 ).  I have no mother or father.  I thought I had no one.  I lived in the Home for years before they found my aunt and she came to visit me.  I even found out I have brothers and sisters.  That was the happiest day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poem: I Am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am Generous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am lovely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder which day I will ever see God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hear people talking about their own life tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see myself having my own house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be a doctor one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am Generous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am lovely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pretend to be an actress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel to be dead and see God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I touch a heart of a cow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I worry because my Mother is no where to be found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cry when I buried my Father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am Generous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am lovely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I understand how lonely people feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I say one day I'll find my Mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dream to be a very good Doctor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try to improve my marks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope to be a God fearing girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am Generous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am lovely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9145694149734197399-362895281468979364?l=cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/362895281468979364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/362895281468979364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-diana.html' title=''/><author><name>HCHCH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10503002099441736232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOar3Jo9NI/AAAAAAAACDg/KHlRt3Xgw6s/s72-c/diana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9145694149734197399.post-4420417362543723884</id><published>2009-02-23T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T12:25:01.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOaGq5Lu4I/AAAAAAAACDY/H6V_tE7bVqk/s1600-h/claudin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOaGq5Lu4I/AAAAAAAACDY/H6V_tE7bVqk/s400/claudin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306254225356602242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My name is Claudin.  I am 10 - 13 years old.  I am in class 6 ( grade 6 ).  I came to the Home last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The happiest day of my life was when I came to the Home, after spending some days in the cold when the landlord had thrown my and my grandmother out of the house.  I am happy now because I am going to school, and I can concentrate, and I am learning.  The people at the Home are nice to us, and take great care of us, and even wash our clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The saddest day of my life was when my parents died when I was a baby.  How I miss to see them again.  Even when someone dies I always feel very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I had 3 wishes they would be....to see my grandmother do well, to do good in school, and to get a good job after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I like about me is how I perform in school, how I am disciplined, and that I appreciate what I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I grow up I want to be a pilot, excel in life, and help orphans the way I have been helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Poem: I Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am kindness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am helpful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder how Australia looks like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hear the sound of a cow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see the clouds drawing a fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to help the needy people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am kindness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am helpful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pretend to be a First Aid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like I am an Angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I touch the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I worry how the needy get food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cry because I lost my brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am kindness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am helpful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I understand that education is the key to success&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I say I want to have a better future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dream to be an Air Hostess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try to stop the child from stealing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope to be a wonderful mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am kindness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am helpful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9145694149734197399-4420417362543723884?l=cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/4420417362543723884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/4420417362543723884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-claudin.html' title=''/><author><name>HCHCH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10503002099441736232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOaGq5Lu4I/AAAAAAAACDY/H6V_tE7bVqk/s72-c/claudin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9145694149734197399.post-2478124953376837017</id><published>2009-02-23T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T12:25:33.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOUALYsGbI/AAAAAAAACDQ/_z_JvHMSQT8/s1600-h/boniface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOUALYsGbI/AAAAAAAACDQ/_z_JvHMSQT8/s400/boniface.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306247516749830578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My name is Boniface.  I am 6 years old.  I came to the Home in 2007.  I have no family except for a grandmother.  I used to sleep on the ground on a potato sack, and not go to school.  Now I can eat good food and sleep on a good bed.  I am in pre-unit ( senior Kindergarden ).  I am good in school.  My favourite subjects are Math and Creative Writing.  There are 76 kids in my class, and 1 teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9145694149734197399-2478124953376837017?l=cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/2478124953376837017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/2478124953376837017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-boniface.html' title=''/><author><name>HCHCH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10503002099441736232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOUALYsGbI/AAAAAAAACDQ/_z_JvHMSQT8/s72-c/boniface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9145694149734197399.post-456880788385746006</id><published>2009-02-23T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T16:01:55.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOQMhYRQ9I/AAAAAAAACDA/bO_8v1bu1Js/s1600-h/alan+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOQMhYRQ9I/AAAAAAAACDA/bO_8v1bu1Js/s400/alan+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306243330765571026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;December, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My name is Allan.  I am 11 years old.  I am in class 4 ( grade 4 ).  I love to draw cars.  I came to the Home when I was 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The happiest day of my life was when I was admitted to the Home, because before I could not go to school, and now I can.  And now I live a comfortable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The saddest day of my life was when my parents died, leaving me an orphan with no one to cry to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I had three wishes they would be...to help my siblings, to see all orphans cared for, and to excel in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I like about me is that I have discipline, I have a spirit of love, and I appreciate what I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I grow up I want to be an engineer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Poem: I Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am helpful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder how Canada is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hear the teacher talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see Betina dancing on the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be a Judge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am helpful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pretend to be a carpenter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like having my house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I touch like I am touching the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I worry when I lose my book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cry when someone beat me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am helpful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I understand that Pluto has no life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I say that I will be a judge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dream to be a judge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try to do my best in school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope to pass my K.C.P.E exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am helpful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9145694149734197399-456880788385746006?l=cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/456880788385746006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9145694149734197399/posts/default/456880788385746006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cradlekenyakidsthenandnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-allan.html' title=''/><author><name>HCHCH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10503002099441736232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YB0vmBIa5hs/SaOQMhYRQ9I/AAAAAAAACDA/bO_8v1bu1Js/s72-c/alan+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
