A(nother) T-Shirt Story
The dad over at "Two More Waals" has posted 4 parts about the very special role that 2 t-shirts have had in the lives of at least 4 children who were adopted from Ethiopia. You have to head over there and read about it! That reminded me that I haven't gotten to update you all on the latest in our own t-shirt story!
It was size 2T and fit him loosly, but nicely. When I left Ghana I decided to also leave most of the clothes I had brought, for use at the newly established AAI Eban House Children's Home.
Eventually, the little boy at Eban House came home to his new family and I thought that would be the end of our t-shirt story. But it wasn't.
When I went to Ghana in February I visited an orphanage that was in desperate need of support. I was visiting because our families had donated money to give a food donation to the orphanage and I was delivering the donation. On our way out the door I noticed a little boy wearing a shirt just like the one that Bright and the Eban House little boy had worn. I mentioned it to Muna, our administrator. "Muna! Look! Bright had a shirt just like that!" Muna said, "Yes Ani, I donated some clothes to this orphanage recently. That is the same shirt."
The story ends there, right? In a world without God it might. But there is more...
A few months went by and we ended up taking in several children for adoption that were transferred from the needy orphanage. We took in two brothers. Our administrator was describing the eldest boy to me and said, "Ani, don't you remember? He is the boy that was wearing Bright's t-shirt when you visited the orphanage."
Wow. So the t-shirt has now been on the bodies of 3 little boys adopted (or soon to be adopted) from Ghana, ages 1, 4, and 7 years old! Needless to say, the $3 Wal-Mart t-shirt has definitely lived a long and fruitful life!
Anita
3 comments:
I remember you mentioning this shirt not to long ago. I love this story.
I would send the pictures and story to WalMart.
:) Thanks for sharing Anita.
I love this story! I have to say that every time we got new pictures from Eban House, I ALWAYS looked for that shirt! Sometimes one of my boys was wearing it and sometimes it was another boy...but I always looked for it. Because of that, the shirt will always be a part of my memory. Crazy how a little piece of striped cotton can do that, huh?
Chanda
That is such a cool story. We took a huge suitcase packed with new clothes and toys to Vietnam last May for 3 different orphanages. I'm hoping that it was a blessing to those kids, too.
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