I LOST MY FAMILY!!!
Sasha is just darling…handsome, happy, active, and smart! He was born with a minor VSD (heart condition). Some of his facial features may indicate FAS, but this is not documented and is only a cautionary disclosure so families are prepared. It is just as possible that he does NOT have FAS.
If you are unfamiliar with FAS, please spend some time researching this condition. Just as with Down syndrome, FAS and FAE have a wide variation of effects on each child, both medically, physically, and cognitively. This is typically dependent on how long during the pregnancy the mother consumed alcohol, and of course, how much. There is no way to know this ahead of time.
Sasha has already been transferred to the older child internat. He can be adopted with NIKO.
Sasha also has a grant available through Project Hopeful.
$0.00 is available towards the cost of my adoption!
Sasha's Prayer to the Lord
Father God, the caregivers tell me you are our Father and we can pray to you. They say that you are always there to listen and that you love us so much. Father, I really don’t know what its like to have a father. I don’t know what its like to have a mother too.
But watching television, I can see how fathers take good care of their children, how they embrace them, how they enjoy playing with them. The other day I also saw that a child also runs to his father when bad kids try to bully him. The father sent the bad kids away and the child was carried safely in his arms. Maybe it would be wonderful if I can have a father who can carry me like that in his arms. I would be able to see more things. I would be taller than the other kids! I would surely feel very special being carried off like that.
The caregivers here are kind, but they don’t carry me like that and their shoulders are not so broad and strong. And they attend to all of us kids, they never made me feel so special. That’s why I'm asking you Lord, can you give me my own father here on earth? Can I have someone who will love me and carry me in his strong shoulders? I don’t want toys anymore Lord.
I just want a father. And a mother too. The caregivers say that tomorrow, a father and a mother will visit here to pick out one of us to be their own child. I pray Lord that they would pick me though I'm afraid I might not be the one they will choose. I heart they want a handsome kid or one who’s really talented. I'm not so handsome Lord and I don’t even know how to sing. But I can embrace them like the kids I saw in tv. I can help in cleaning their house. I can kisss them when they arrive home from work and then I would bring their slippers.
Won’t you grant my prayers O God? Will you help me? I believe that you are a Good Father as the caregivers told me and I really thank you for hearing me out. Maybe I should sleep now so I won’t be so sleepy when my father and mother picks me up tomorrow.