Walking through a slum named Kayoli we were going through a garbage dump and found an infant who had been discarded. As we picked him up it was apparent that he was in very poor shape. His face was shrivelled and his tiny hands were wrinkled. We quickly took him to the hospital to find out that he was  about 6 hours old and that his umbilical cord was still attached and would need to be attended to. After fixing him up we then took him to the police to register him as an abandoned child and were then allowed to take him to one of the orphanages we sustain.

The orphanage matron named him Paul after me which I thought was very kind. As I relayed the incident to my family back in Canada, our daughter expressed the desire to adopt the little boy which I am now working on. Paul is now 7 months old and I was with him today. He is adorable with the most beautiful eyes. He has become fascinated with my glasses and it was everything I could do keep them from being mangled. He can now stand although a bit wobbly. We hope to have him home soon.