Kolomea Girls Orphanage and
Boarding School
There
is a town in western Ukraine called Kolomea. It is near the
Romanian border and has a population of approximately
250,000. There are three different orphanages in this town
but I visited the one that is home to 70-90 young girls that
have varying degrees of special needs. The ages of the girls
here are 4-years-old through 18-years-old. In recent years
they have added a special “youth group” comprised of girls
18-25 because there is no other place for these girls to go
and live. After they turn 26 they are taken to an adult
facility. The residents of this home require 24-hour care.
There are some true orphans here (with
both parents deceased) but most have parents but cannot live
at home.
This is one of three special needs homes
of children that Ivan has listed on the distribution plan
for a container he is to receive as soon as approvals from
Kyiv and Washington are received.
I was impressed with this facility. It was
certainly one of the cleanest that I have visited. The
children are clean and most were outside involved in various
activities. The older children are involved in chores
associated with the home—cleaning, sewing, gardening, etc.
The older girls have a project and are trying to make bed
linens for the home but they are hampered because there is
no fabric and there is only one sewing machine available and
it is not trustworthy. I met with the Director and First
Assistant and was given a tour of the facility and an
explanation of everything that was going on with the work.
When we first entered the Director’s
office Ivan introduced us and explained our purpose. He said
that we were interested in helping the children that lived
there. Ivan explained that we had placed the home on our
distribution list because those in the Oblast’s offices had
asked that we give some items to the home. So Ivan asked the
Director what they needed. The initial reaction from the
Director was a frank skepticism. “You ask me what we need.
But we have people come visit, taken
pictures, and ask what we need and then leave. They are seen
only once and never again.” Obviously the Director was
skeptical that we would be any different than all of the
others. The Director told us that she had once received a
container of help from Great Britain but there was so much
paperwork and troubles that she said once was enough. I
explained to her that if she received any items from us then
the only paperwork she would need to give us was an accurate
list of all the things she received.
After
further talking the Director began to tell us what they
needed. They did not need clothes or toys. They did need
mattresses for the beds, bed linens, adult size diapers,
soaps, dishes, furniture, and personal hygiene items for
girls. The Director said the great priority was the hygiene
items and this was most urgent.
We walked through the facility and were
shown the bedrooms, toilets, cafeteria, medical rooms, and
classrooms. In several of the bedrooms we saw the linens
rolled up and the beds were not made. We were told that
these were rooms where the children need diapers and every
morning they have to take the mattresses outside to dry and
air out.
After
the tour we went back into the Director’s office and
discussed what we had seen. I told her I was very impressed
with the cleanliness of the facility and the smiles on the
girls’ faces. Once again she commented on the fact that
while they had adequate supplies of some items, the
government’s funding is inadequate to provide all they need.
Again she said that if we could send anything their greatest
need would be the personal hygiene items for the girls and
especially the adult sized diapers. I told her that our
shipments are really controlled by the items being donated
to us. Ivan pointed out that it could be possible to
purchase the diapers in the area. I asked how much the
diapers cost and the Director told me that last year a
single diaper cost 3 grievna (about 75 cents).
Yesterday Ivan said his back was hurting
and today it was painfully evident that it was causing him
even more pain. He could not stand up straight and when he
walked it was with a limp that caused him to lean to the
left. He dropped us off for lunch and was to pick us up to
go to Staryy Lisets at 3:00 p.m. but he called saying that
he had gone home and laid down and could not get up. He was
unable to be at the classes tonight. At class Sveta said
that Ivan was going to get a shot in his back tomorrow.
During our class tonight we discussed a
number of subjects. Basically the class became a
question-and-answer period and the lesson I had prepared on
“Blessed are the meek” was not even introduced (so I have my
class prepared for tomorrow night!). Hannah continues to
have questions about the direct operation of the Holy
Spirit. She is growing in her knowledge and that growth is
evident from when we first met. There were also questions
about the various beliefs of the Jehovah’s Witnesses and how
certain doctrines could be believed if the Bible was
followed.
Anatoly, the mayor of Staryy Lisets, was
to have met with me in Ivano-Frankivsk earlier this
afternoon. Ivan had called him and told him that we could
not come because of his back problems. Anatoly said he would
drive in to meet with us. I waited until it was time for
class and then left. After class I returned and waited.
Finally after 8:30 Anatoly arrived bringing me a sack of
newspapers that had Ron Swang’s picture and an article about
the dental clinic. Anatoly said that there had been a
constant presence in Lisets of TV and radio reporters coming
to look at the developing dental clinic. Anatoly said these
reports are posted on the Internet. I am trying to get the
address so I can pass it on to you.
Tomorrow I am to go to the Regional
Hospital in Ivano-Frankivsk for a meeting and will then go
to Staryy Lisets. I will then return to Ivano-Frankivsk to
teach the last class on this trip in the city.
Thank you for the encouraging words and
communications! Continue keeping our efforts in your every
prayer. The sincere fellowship of brethren far and near is
such a wonderful blessing.