Finding Friends

On the way from our place to Yaounde, we stopped by the ever elusive village of Bonando to see if we could find some of our long lost friends. It was actually a large village, but you have to be paying careful attention to see the sign. We even had to make three stops along the road (it was a long, spread out village) to get to the "Baka ghetto" part. But we were so glad we did. Last year, while we were in the States, our Baka neighbor and friend Koeseni died. She was the mother of Ambili and his big brother Angu, two kids that became very dear to us during our last term.
The Mama with the baby (Baby Desma, even) hugging her legs is the sister-in-law of Koeseni, who's family is now responsible for raising Angu (on the right) & Ambili (middle). Angu had a little smile for us, but Ambili wasn't really phased when he saw us. It broke my heart to see their physical condition...Angu only walking on his heals because he has so many sores on his toes; and Ambili with an open, infected sore on his foot about the size of a quarter, complete with flies swarming around it. Keep these kids in prayer. They live too far away for us to have much input in their lives...but they are so precious to us.