3 pieces left

As you know, Halloween was on Monday.... While I did not get that much candy, I did get a lot. Which made me think: How excited were the kids at the orphanage when we went to the store with them and let them get candy?  They were so excited for one piece of candy the size of a quarter! And we get more than a pound of candy? Is that fair? No! It's not! So, I gathered all of my halloween candy, and divided it up: Things that will melt, things that won't melt and things I don't want to eat. And, after much trading with my brother, and lots of unfairness and yelling, I ended up with 5 sandwich bags filled with candy for Z, Galya, Valya, A and D. And I only kept 3 pieces for myself.

     Also, a while ago, we made photo albums for those 5 kids (we had the most pictures of them) And we're planning on mailing them soon. Thank goodness we didn't mail them sooner! Now, each kid gets:

• A photo album
• A bag of candy
• A notebook
• A doodle book
• Pencils
• Erasers
• A special Letter for them specificaly

     Now, if anybody would like to write a letter to one of the kids there, maybe one that caught your heart in the pictures, comment with the letter and I'll translate it into Russian and send it to them! Be sure to include the child's name (or first initial...with gender!) and your name!

THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!

OH! And you can now officially donate for Z's adoption (on the right)!!!!!!!

In the land of forgotten dreams...

Before you start reading this, it's a story that I'm writing spur of the moment). It has absolutely nothing to do with this blog, other than the fact that I love writing... Here you go!

Chapter 1
Through the Dream Field

In the land of forgotten dreams, there live thousands of veterinarians, prima ballerinas, doctors and athletes.

"Why are all of these things here?" thought Rosie, as she walked through the field, looking at each and every person who walked by, taking in their faces, trying to see if she recognized anyone.

    A chorus of voices in the background were chanting something like "Nos ex ... libertatis autem". A few people walked by, no, they wern't walking, more like, floating? and that's when Rosie noticed. These people did not have feet.

    "Excuse me, Miss," She said to the sickly thin model, "Where am I?"

    The model stared back in silence, and after a few moments, replied, "No one knows where we are, kid. Just go with it. And don't ask too many questions." she began, "By the way, I'm Tia, and you are...?"

     "Rosalinda Ericka Kennon. Now, why am I here?" Rosie asked, now slightly irritated.

    "Well, I can't tell what you are, probably an actress. We've got lots of those here." Tia grabbed another girl by the wrist and pulled her over to where they were floating. "Ramona, meet Rosalinda Ericka Kennon. I've got to go tend to the ponies, Ramona, show Rosalinda around."

    Rosie felt bad for Ramona, she didn't look much more than 15. "Hi. I'm Ramona. Um, I guess I can show you around, if you want..." She started.

     "You can just call me Rosie. Tia didn't quite answer my question, Why am I here?"

     "You're here because you were someones childhood dream. That's what all of us are. I'm an artist, but, guess that kid wont be one. Once in a while, though, you'll see someone shoot up out of that opening over there screaming Lorem ipsum!!! Means 'I'm Free' in Latin. Most people here speak Latin. Don't know why. Anyway, a little girl named Lily wanted to be an artist when she was little, so she pursued it for a little while, fifteen months actually. Then moved on, and I got moved here. There are millions of us here. Dreams, we like to call ourselves." Ramona told her.

     "So, someone wanted to be an actress when they were little, but then abandoned that, so I got sent here. Right?" Rosie said.

     "Yep. Basically. But when someone re-adopts their childhood dreams, they take back the Dream that they abandoned" Ramona started "I just keep waiting to see if Lily wants to be an artist again... She never seems to do so, though. But, right now, she's only 13, so, I guess I still have a while to go." Ramona sighed a heavy sigh after this.

     "Alright, who wanted to be an actress? Who gave me up?" Rosie asked.

     "Well, it's really quite simple. Look at the inside of your wrist, silly!"

     So, Rosie turned her hand over, and sure enough, etched into her wrist with dried blood on it were three words:

Amelia

Madeline

Griffon

-*-*-*-*-*-*-

The Matroyshka Doll

     If you are in the process of adopting, and you have a Russian Matroyshka doll, please follow me in this... Last night, I broke out the blue and white doll I got in Red Square. I opened it up to all five dolls, its full size. And then realized that this is not a true image. I imagine these dolls to be a family. The biggest one being Dad, second biggest one being Mom (even though I am taller than her now...lol) the third smallest one being me, the second smallest, my brother. But, where's the littlest one? That doll represents Z.

     If you choose to take part in this, and you are adopting (There's at least one of you out there!) Take out the same number of dolls as there are in your family (eg. 4 people= 4 dolls). When your adopted child/sibling comes home, you take out the final doll. If there are already 5 people (typical doll set) you can double the dolls. Say, there are 2 parents, 2 sisters and a brother, you put the two sisters as one. The dolls are incomplete without the littlest one there. So is your family (while you have chosen to adopt; if not, carry on!) without the littlest one. Or middlest one. If your adoptive child is in between ages of already there children, put it inside the bigger one. And, if you don't have a sufficient amount of people in your immediate family, add aunts, uncles cousins to fill the gap(s).

     Now, when all this is done; display it! When your adoptive child comes home, your matroyshka family can grow along with your family. Just make sure there is enough room for your littlest one.

Ready?

Set?

GO!!!!

p.s. the Donation button will be up ASAP!

On her way home...

"Not arriving
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home

Two of us sending postcards
Writing letters"
-The Beatles
Two of us

     That is the anthem of my head right now. It's not the entire song, because, well, it's a mushy love song. But! If we dissect the lyrics (magical sparkling noises, like what you hear in a children's unicorn cartoon.)

VOILA!

"Not arriving": Z certainly isn't arriving anytime soon. Sadly, BUT! Stay tuned for more amazing news!

"On our way back home": She is on her way back home! Or, maybe not back per-say, but, at least coming home. And, I do plan on being there when she comes home. Yes. WE will be on our way back home. Hopefully in June.

"Wer'e on our way home,

We're on out way home,

We're going home!": She's on her way home! She's on her way home! She's coming home!

And, I plan on sending her postcards, and letters, when she know's we're adopting her.

     On another note, No, she does not know we are adopting her. Because, what would happen if she knew. She would get really excited and happy, right? Now, what happens if something happens? A devastated Z, that's what.

     And, the good news! If there are 16 really  generous people reading this, and they feel like donating $1000 each, we can pay for her adoption! Yes! We can still do an indepentant adoption! Only $16,000 instead of the $40,000 we thought it was going to cost. But, we still need the air fare. I'll show you what that looks like. There is a manditory 2 trips.

1st trip: around $6,000 in air-fare.

2nd trip: around $10,000 in air-fare.

That's if we all go on both trips. Which wont happen. Nice: Yes. Possible: Nope.

     And more news! I found even more of the kids on the adoptoin website! So, I'm advocating for them!

 Here's a few girls, I didn't recognize any of the boys, except one, who's already being adopted.

Tamara M.

№ tdpx

Kemerovo region
Brothers and sisters do not

Possible forms of the device:
adoption, guardianship, foster family

The girl was born in August 1998
Gray eyes
Hair dark brown
The character of a modest, kind, lively
Where to go

That's Toma. She's sweet and kind. She's one of the kids who followed me around.

Catherine C.

№ 2bt6y

Kemerovo Region
has a brother or sister
Possible forms of the device:
adoption, guardianship, foster family

The girl was born in January 1999
Blue eyes
Hair
The nature of single-minded, optimistic, demanding
Where to go

That's Katya. She speaks a little bit of english, I don't know much about her except that she's very bright!

Valery B.

№ 8him

Kemerovo region
Brothers and sisters do not
Possible forms of the device:
adoption, guardianship, foster family

The girl was born in September 1999
Blue eyes
Hair dark brown
Nature sociable, cheerful, inquisitive
Where to go

That is Lira! She's VERY social and tries her best to communicate with you, So sweet!

Яна М.

№ 27lhm

Кемеровская область
Есть братья или сестры
Возможные формы устройства:
усыновление, опека, приемная семья

Девочка родилась в июне 2000
Глаза голубой
Волосы русые
Характер общительная, активная, настойчивая
Куда обращаться

That's Yana. She's VERY quiet, and realllllllyyyy tiny! But, she's just so cute!

Валентина Д.

№ 1rma2

Кемеровская область
Братьев и сестер нет
Возможные формы устройства:
опека, приемная семья

Девочка родилась в апреле 2001
Глаза карий
Волосы русые
Характер общительная, активная, творческая
Куда обращаться

Valya! She is one of my favorites! I love her so much! She desperatly want's a family.

Галина Ч.

№ 2bmve

Кемеровская область
Есть братья или сестры
Возможные формы устройства:
усыновление, опека, приемная семья

Девочка родилась в феврале 2002
Глаза голубой
Волосы русые
Характер спокойная, застенчивая
Куда обращаться

 Galya. She's mine people! Unless we can't raise the funds....She is so super social. In almost all of the videos we took at the orphanage, she's there saying "Privet" and waving to the camera.

SO! I saw some kids that looked farmliar, and I didn't want to say "Oh! This is Nastia! She's really sweet and love's to hug" and then on the next post be saying: Yeah, Nastia isn't at Destky Dom 5, disregard that!"
 Off to bed! Bye!

Bunking with a 8 year old and BIG NEWS!

Well, we found where G and I are going to sleep! In a bunk bed! We found it at Ikea a few days ago for only $160! It's kind of boring, but we can add stickers and such.



This is it!

     Any way, I'll be on the top, and she'll be on the bottom. Over the course of the next few months, the whole initials thing will probably get really confusing. So, G that I've been refering to all along, her name can also be spelled with a Zh. It's pronounced like the g in rouge, and spelled with this symbol: Ж. Which, translated to English makes the zh sound. Or j. Or g. Whatever you want to call it. But, from now on, I am going to call her Z. because there is another G at the orphanage that we may or may not adopt.
     Which leads me to my next subject. In case you have'nt heard yet, tons of kids from Detski Dom are on the Russian adoption website! G is there! Z isn't but, she's still available. Here is G's "profile"!
Oh, and by the way, this doesn't mean we now miraculously have all of the money. We still need donations. NEED! Z will never come home unless Russia just starts giving away children (and let's face it, that'll never happen.) We need to raise $40,000 to get her home. There is still the possibility that we can do it by the "old rules" and it will only cost $16,000, but thats still a lot. And we also need airplane tickets. And money for the bed. And matresses (you can't put normal matresses on a bunk bed. $99 each...yikes!). And clothes. And we only have about a little bit saved. So, umm, yeah. This whole adoption thing is going to be really really expensive. So, help us save! And if you cannot donate yourselves, and you have a blog, please advocate for her! You know, if you want to. No pressure.  Can we make it happen? Maybe? But, as I know, and we all know:

  WE CAN DO IT!!!!!

Oh, yeah. We're having technilogical difficulties with accepting donations right now, and will make it possible ASAP, and if you want to donate, just leave a comment saying you would like to, and I'll help you get it in. Okay? Sorry for the "glitches".

Detailed page of the Child

Галина С.
№ 2bmve

Кемеровская область


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She's so adorable! I love her so much! It's a recent picture too! Well, all's well that end well, right?

Pakah! Dos Svydanya! Goodbye! See ya real soon!

Menya Malaenkaya Sestra!

     For those of you who dont't know Russian, the title means "My little sister". And for those of you who speak fluent Russian, I don't care if that scentence does not make any sense. I took the words "My" "little" and "sister", and put them together.
     Anyway! Yes! For real! She (G) is going to be my little sister soon! WOO HOO! But, here's a catch. We want Need to raise money to get her here. It sounds like alot, but we need $40,000. Don't think about how much I need in total, but think about how much you are able need to give in total. I honesly don't care if it's a penny, or a gazillion dollars. Justlease would you help? And if you really can't afford anything, just encouragement is welcome. Anything to get my little monkey home.
     There is also a possiblility that I will be going back in November. But, this time, instead of $1,000, we need to raise $2,000, just for my air-fare. And another $2,000 for my mother. Again, it's alot, and sometimes, even I think that my ambitions are too big. But, we can do it, tell your best friend, mom, dad, aunt, uncle and cat, and we can just maybe do it.
     What if I put on a puppy face? Pretty pretty please? With a cherry on top?

Please?

And a note from my mom.................

Dear Readers,

My name is Kim, I'm the proud mother of Bridget (and her brother, and soon to be "G" whose name, for privacy reasons, I cannot reveal yet)

We have indeed commited to adopting "G" and bringing her out of a life of  hopelessness and into our hopelessly fun and loving family.

G has a serious illness that is treatable here in the U.S. She receives treatment in Siberia, but they have extremely limited resources.

Politics and money are our only obstacles.  The U.S and Russia have just signed an agreement, which prevents private adoptions.  The current cost? $40,000.

I cannot wrap my mind around the fact that money could mean the difference between a REAL LIFE for this child, or a lifetime of bleakness - and a certainly shorter lifetime.  History and statistics show that if she remains where she is, she can expect to live only until about age 19-24. 

I am sure you have already noticed that my little darling, Bridget, can be pretty persistent....and so she has asked me to please ask for and accept donations online.

As Bridget says "Mom, nobody HAS to help us....but for those who WANT to, and are ABLE to....we can give them the opportunity. G would like that."

I have resisted for a long time.  Now, because of our love for this child - I will let go of my pride.

I will add a paypal button - and graciously accept your help, and promise to keep every one of you updated on our progress and G's life.

No funds will move from G's account until they are spent DIRECTLY FOR HER ADOPTION!

If we do not raise enough, then donors will choose a refund or option to use the amount for G at the orphanage (medical care, clothing, whatever you choose).

Thank you, and stay tuned for the adventures of G.............!!

This is Bridget again. I say "No, mom, it's not an option not to not raise enough. It's just a how long it will take. It will not be 'If we don't raise enough'"

Already Saving To Go Back

I know, it might not seem like a lot, but I already have $100 saved up to go back. Or, better yet, adopt my little princess. Sure, it's barely a anything out of the $2000 or so dollars needed to go back, but, hey! I managed to raise $1000 from January to May, so what's the problem with raising another $2000 in an even longer time span? No problem.
     I'm trying not to be too too confident in this, but it just feel's like there's a ball of fire exploding from my gut, just going "Hey! Guess what? If you don't do this, I'm going to make you explode! Are'nt you happy about that? No? Well! Get to work, mister!" Figuratively speaking, of course. But, if it make's you more motivated to help, it's not figurative!

     But, for now, I'm off on my merry selling spree! Some people go on spending spree's when they have a lot of money, I go on selling spree's. To get those spenderers to spend their money, for a good cause. So, If you want to buy something to support those Siberian orphans, here are some picture's of things that I am selling. They can be custom made, for the same price.


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