We first found Noah when he was less than a year old, we believe. He was “thrown away,” in the bushes near our gate. He had “bite marks,” on his face and chest, burns, and much more! It would have had to be someone deeply involved in Voodoo to treat a young child like that!

He cried constantly and was just “an extremely miserable,” little boy! We would often have to sleep with Noah. He was afraid of everyone! But, after being surrounded by all these kids, he actually came out “normal!” Today, Noah is a quiet, serious little boy! He is 9, helps clean the yard, and takes food to the animals! He thinks he wants to become a teacher someday! Until then, he loves soccer, school, and “exploring!”

We are so proud of Noah, and everyone loves him!

Sherry