once there was a poor man who lived in a small village (complete the story)
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The man , who had been an orphan when he was younger, loved learning new things and making new friends and pretty well everything about it, especially the stories.
Maybe he loved school all the more because of her years as an orphan, which started in a hospital in Mbarara, in western Uganda, where he was left abandoned when he was barely larger than a cat.
There he was given all he ever owned, her name, Hannah. Then she went to an orphanage some hours away. Over and over the girl watched children leave with their newfound parents, this boy holding that hand, that girl getting a new life in a different direction.
One day, sometime after they guessed it was her third birthday, Hannah also left the orphanage while holding the hands of her new parents. As it turned out, they had previously promised each other that if Providence
ever granted them another girl, they would surely name her Hannah.
“Mommy, daddy, brother, sister,” Hannah said, when her new family asked what gift she enjoyed the most after her first Christmas with them.
This is the story of Hannah Froese, a Ugandan girl who has now been in my family for three years. It comes to mind for two reasons.
First, because I don’t need to tell you that plenty of girls in developing nations like Uganda will never get a chance at decent schooling. Instead they’re too often up at sunrise getting water or firewood or having the weight of motherhood forced on them at far too young an age.
“A crisis in education” is what the recently-released State of the World’s Girls 2012 calls it. The report states that 75 million school-age girls are now out of school. These girls come from homes with not only too little money, but too much violence, along with that attitude that a girl is just a girl.
Yes, too many of the world’s girls are seen as expendable second-class citizens. The older they get, the less they need schooling. Send them for chores. Marry them off. And the cycle of poverty continues.
The other reason Hannah’s story comes to mind is because it’s Christmas. And Christmas, it seems to me, has something to say about all this.
Christmas reminds us that even a poor girl has more value than anyone might imagine. Even a poor girl can accomplish great things if given the chance. Even a poor girl, can, in fact, be visited by angels and handpicked to lead God’s biggest mission.
Yes, once there was a poor girl. And God had big plans for her.
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