I
also remembered the other great German poet Theodor Fontane’s
poem from my childhood days: The ballad of the Lord of Ribbeck of
Ribbeck in Havelland, a story of a man who made all the children in
his village happy through the pears growing on his beautiful pear
tree after his death.
This is the reason why we planned to plant fruit trees on this tree-bare
hillside. They will retain the top soil und support our children with
important vitamins at the same time. Our patients cannot buy fruit
themselves – fruit costs too much.
Many of our readers will know our tree project well; many among you
planted fruit trees on the most different occasions: birthdays or
marriages, funerals or jubilees, brief, whenever they wanted to make
some loved one happy; and a sustainable joy not only for the person
offered the present, but for many others for long decades, too.
We were aware of that when we wrote on the tree certificate this sentence:
“A tree giving you life in “Nepal”, and not “for
Shanti”, because trees will grow legs overnight and settle at
another place… Never mind: Nepal is so poor and threatened by
erosion that the tree will be at the right place wherever it will
grows.
In the meantime, our tree project has produced a fine colourful orchard
in Buddhanilkantha where bees fly from oranges to peaches, from guavas
to pears and papaya trees.
And I am happy whenever I see our seriously disabled children happy
when we give them some fruit.
Over the years, an inviting and pleasant village has grown like the
orchard did. Approximately 200 children and adults are living here.
Patients built the houses with bricks they formed themselves with
the clay which we found on our property.
The houses do not all have the same look. Their architectural styles
tell tales of the numerous ethnic groups to which the families belong
which are staying in the specific houses.
By the way, a house built together will promote the feeling of togetherness
in a fine way. We experienced this feeling some time ago when socio-political
disturbances lapped over to our station in such a terrible way: But
the residents of Buddhanilkantha did not let themselves be pulled
into the maelstrom of unrest. They have expressed their solidarity
with our objective to help those who need us.
Our disabled children
Help for everybody – the growing number of seriously disabled
children included. It is nearly hopeless in Nepal to find a good,
loving nursing place in Nepal for them. 15 years ago, we mainly
admitted adults at our place for care. During the last five years,
however, more and more children were entrusted to us who are entirely
dependent on our help.
We built a house of our own for them, with big special solar-heated
showers. A blessing for the children! Dutch friends presented us
with a swing nest (apart from all the other things they gave us).
It makes me very happy to see two or three children lying and swinging
and laughing for joy or softly swaying to and fro in the nest!
People in Nepal say that the disability of children is God’s
punishment; this is why so many children will experience so much
mental terror. Buddhanilkantha is a place where children are treated
well: the environment of nature, a wide view into the valley, birds
in the sky, the smell of herbs and flower beds around the vegetable
rows, the calm process of the day, the silence of the village (no
cars) – these are the factors helping children to build up
mental and physical energies.
The children are massaged with oil and carried into the open every
day. Only few of them are able to walk by themselves.
Our women will sew soft balls, soft dollies and soft toys in our
workshops. We try to make the children happy with these things and
activate them as far as possible.
I am happy when I see many young and even older volunteers caring
for these children with so much love and patience. And whenever
somebody tells us, while having lunch with us, that Jamuna, for
instance, the cerebrally affected girl, learned how to say a new
simple word, everyone is happy!
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