We first met little Jameson when his mother brought him to our small clinic. She had come from the other side of “Letant” across the lake. She took a small rowboat to come to our clinic with her son, Jameson, who was quite small. We first saw Jameson on the outside our clinic, covered with oozing sores all over his face; we found out later that these same oozing sores were “all over him.” His eyes were infected, and he was in horrible pain. The infection was so bad it was affecting his eyesight. The doctor had said that he had inherited this “sexually transmitted infection” from his mother. We brought him to our orphanage because we thought he would be in better hands with a “mother worker” watching over him in a cleaner environment.

He still breaks out with this infection from time to time, usually when the dust and wind are blowing. He is sweet, funny, and always smiling. But when the infection hits him, he has to be scrubbed down from head to toe with antibiotic soap and butadiene and then has medicine applied. He cries and cries. He is so pathetic when he is recovering from the infection (which can hit him at any time).

For now, he is doing good. He has on his church clothes, and he is “looking good!” He is getting ready for school. He has to wear prescription glasses, but he loves school and makes good grades. He is so sweet that if I look at him and he asks for something, he has it!!! (But he rarely asks for anything. Well, maybe once in a while, a “piece of chocolate!”) He loves to work, even when he’s sick.

We love Jamesson so much! We cannot wait to see what he will become in his life!

Sherry