On Monday, the first day of camp, we had a bit of issue with transportation and we had to make two trips back and forth from the hotel to the orphanage. I was in the second car and an hour and a half later than the other group we pulled up to the orphanage. As I stepped out of the car I heard my name called and I turned around. It was Anna.
Last Wednesday when I saw her I wasn't sure if she was excited to see me, but after I saw the relief in her face I knew she was happy I have returned. I think she started to worry since 10 volunteers/translators showed up and I wasn't there.
She's still holding her big girl status and not holding my hand, but I'm ok with that.
On Tuesday, towards the end of the day, I walked out of the mess hall and she came out and said, " Chelsea! Come dance!" I smiled and she met up with me and we walked over to sports to watch the boys playing. Anna is in P1 so her English is pretty much non-existent, so I really appreciated the effort to communicate.
As we were standing there and I was working on getting a group of girls to come dance with the music, Anna leaned over to me and said, "Chelsea." I responded, "What?" She smiled and said, "I know you." I gave her a tight squeeze and said, "I told you I'd come back." I don't know if she understood, but I think she did.
We'll see what Wednesday brings...
