Sponsoring children, out of the kindness of your hearts, translated…
A short while ago, the Taiwan Fund for Children & Family called us, told us that the child we sponsored graduated out of high school this summer, and had started working now, and that we should sponsor other children with the money we’d, sponsored him with.
I’d heard “fifteen years”, I was, so shocked how time flew so fast, the saplings became trees now, the child, with the magic wand of time, can already become, self-reliant. I was shocked, as well as surprised.
I’d inquired, “In the past, didn’t the termination of sponsorship, or sponsoring new children usually done by letter? Why phone us this time?” “Because fifteen years is a long time! So, we’d needed to, phone you up to say thank you!” the voice on the other end of the line stated warmly. Yeah, fifteen years IS a long time, and, the fees for sponsoring ten children had, accompanied our mortgages, and spent up our earnings.
When did I get connected with the Taiwanese Fund for Families & Children? Probably as I was attending teacher’s college! Back then, the whole class decided to sponsor children, and once the organization sent a letter back, saying, “The father of the child you’d sponsored passed away.” In his teenage years, what huge betrayal, and unbelievable, death is! All of us passed one another the bad news, stated to one another, “The father of our child had died!”
Afterwards, we’d realized how weird it’d sounded, and, we’d all, burst out laughing.
I studied in the Chinese department in the university years, the stars, the moon, and the sun, the sorrows, the season, we’d poured all of our heart out, to sponsor the children, this was the decision made by the whole class. This time, there were two children. After we graduated, I’d started as a helper, then, became a sponsor, it’s the difference of money going into the donations, also, a mark of my own independence.
After I married, my three children came one by one, and, before they can walk, they’d become, sponsors too; the children we’d sponsored would write letters to us every six months, opening their statements with Uncle and Aunty Huang, without even knowing, that they’re, older than the three children who’d, sponsored them. The five of us had sponsored a total of ten kids here and internationally, and we’d received letters from them from time to time, and, we’d felt, more connected to their worlds.
Children are the cocoons of butterflies, the sons of the woods, the baby eagles, the waves of the oceans. With infinite possibilities, and can’t be limited, I’m glad, that I’d, taken part in this sponsoring program.
So, this, is the joys from receiving the updates of the children you’d sponsored, and, there are an assortment of sponsoring programs all over the world, and, all it takes is some small sum, the money you spend on a cup of coffee a day, to make sure the kids in the third-world countries get the things they’d needed to succeed in life.
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