In the upper left-hand corner of the hand-written letter to Kelly in the states, Carren reminded Kelly:
If ever you would miss us here, just gaze up to the sky and remember me. We’re just under the same sky. We could never be to far.
I (heart) you.
The rest of the letter follows:
Dear Tito,
How is your life going on there? Hope you are fine. I’ve learned a lot from my school and my experience.
In Bible School? Hmmm. I’d never stop learning the word of God.
Some of the text is missing due to copier problems so here is the gist of this letter: Apparently Carren was singing a song in the front of the class but suddenly forgot the tune because she was so tense. She says, though, “I do it for God,” and stuck it out. “I didn’t feel sorry for myself. Many of my classmates said I have a good fighting spirit. Because it may be if they are in my situation, they won’t wait until the song is over and they would back out. But me, I stand and sing until it was done.” She tells Tito (Kelly) that she misses his instruction but that Tita (Bellie) can give her some. She finishes with “Take care, Tito, and God bless you. Love and Prayer, Caren.”
In another letter, Caren (who sometimes spells her name Carren), thanks Kelly for finding a sponsor:
Hi Tito,
Hi Tito, how are you there? Tito, last week we went to drama with the other kids. All of us really like the plac. And we know you like it too, when you first saw it.
You know Tito I’m so very happy not just in the past few days but everyday because of my sponsor. And I’m so happy that God heard and answered my prayer. This day, Tito, for me God gave me a big opportunity so that I can continue my studies in college.
Please visit AgapeOutreachMinistry.com and consider sponsoring a child for $20.00 a month. 100% of the monthly money received goes to the child. Please consider sponsoring Kelly and Bellie, too. Giving an extra $5 or $10 helps with their household expenses there in the Philippines and their LARGE family of 9 children that have come under their personal care. God bless you.
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