<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:38:14.990-07:00</updated><category term='refugee'/><category term='Sunnyvale'/><category term='Tanzania'/><category term='Burundi'/><title type='text'>Nadine and her family</title><subtitle type='html'>Their journey together from refugee camp to Silicon Valley</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670.post-5361266557352418842</id><published>2010-04-14T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T18:48:24.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debbie's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;April 2010&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nadine’s family moved to Sunnyvale two months ago. The children have settled into their schools, and the family has figured out where to do their shopping, banking, etc. I continue to be amazed by the people God has put in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The elementary school is too far away for the children to walk; two neighbors in their apartment building volunteered to drive them. The middle schooler has a long walk to school and didn’t know anyone; a 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade girl invited her to walk with her and her friends everyday and has been helping her meet new friends. One of the high schoolers needed more intensive help with reading; two volunteers, as well as one of the high school teachers, volunteered to provide weekly tutoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;About a month ago, the family indicated that they were very concerned about getting up to date with vaccinations and finding medical care; within days, a public health nurse contacted them, scheduled all of their appointments, and is taking them to all their medical appointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Currently, 14 individuals provide weekly assistance to the family, mostly to help them learn English and help the children with schoolwork. Watching how God has answered prayers about helping this special family has been a humbling and joyful experience. I am blessed by being a part of this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1142396539447028670-5361266557352418842?l=nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5361266557352418842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/debbies-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/5361266557352418842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/5361266557352418842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/debbies-blog.html' title='Debbie&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670.post-4854630939781845218</id><published>2010-02-23T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T16:40:08.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jean's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sunday, Nancy and I along with my husband, Ed, and my son, Connor set up  the classroom in the second apt.  There's still some details left to do but  overall the family seemed quite delighted.  The amount of English being spoken  while they read the walls and the big books aloud was amazing.  I'm very  optimistic!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;One thing that is clear to me is that they'll need an ongoing stash of  drawing paper.  So, if  you could all start asking around, that would be great.   I'm confident some will show up from somewhere.  God has provided at every turn  for this family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1142396539447028670-4854630939781845218?l=nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4854630939781845218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/jeans-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/4854630939781845218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/4854630939781845218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/jeans-blog.html' title='Jean&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670.post-2133051069098827082</id><published>2010-02-08T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T12:05:06.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melissa's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The family has been living in the  house since their arrival in September. What a blessing it has been that they  could stay in this well-cared-for house (thanks to Catholic Charities and New  Life Covenant Church) while they adapted to their first few months in this  strange, new country. The children had an opportunity to get used to American  schools; our church team had a chance to organize into committees; tutors were  trained and matched with their students (thank you Refugee Transitions, Elsa and  Jean); and most importantly Mom was close by Valley Medical Center for  appointments and delivery of a healthy baby girl (thank you angel  Barbara).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The last few weeks have been a  significant time of transition as  Catholic Charities formally ends their  resettlement responsibilities and the co-sponsorship team from Sunnyvale  Presbyterian takes on the responsibility of mentoring the family for this next  year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Katharina was able to find housing  close to schools, shops and the church and the team was able to assist the  family and Catholic Charities with the move this weekend. Kevin coordinated all  the logistics while the Martin family, Jean, Ed, Jim Shaver and Adriana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; helped with the physical part of the move. Barbara Gamberg had Nadine,  Jacqueline, Cecile and Faith at her house during the move.  And Betty and Alison  took Emeline, Odila and Simon for the day - they went to the park, saw their new  schools, ate pizza and made cookies at Betty's house.   Later Saturday  afternoon, Katharina took them to Las Palmas Park and Pak-n-Save. Elsa provided  dinner for the family Saturday night.  The Papamarcos family walked them  to church Sunday morning.  It's been a huge team effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Before the move, Debbie and  Mission Elder John Allen were able to meet with the family and a Swahili  translator to help everyone understand how the church will be walking with the  family during this next year of transition. It was a wonderful opportunity for  everyone to ask questions, express concerns and talk about  expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sister Marilyn Lacey (who will be  leading our church’s women’s retreat in a few weeks) has pointed the team in the  direct on of a Swahili speaking priest who is getting his MBA at Santa Clara U.  He has offered to help bridge some of the deeper cultural / spiritual issues  related to resettlement. The hope is that he will be able to mentor the family  with regards to budget / finances on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Those who have had the privilege  of working with the family and this team of dedicated volunteers over the last  few months are grateful for this opportunity to see God’s hands and feet at work  in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you'd like to help with the co-sponsorship team, please contact Debbie Shaver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:dmshaver@sbcglobal.net"&gt;dmshaver@sbcglobal.net&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or call 408-737-1252.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1142396539447028670-2133051069098827082?l=nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2133051069098827082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/melissas-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/2133051069098827082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/2133051069098827082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/melissas-blog.html' title='Melissa&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670.post-2364588259106933999</id><published>2009-12-03T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:33:13.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbara's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt;I have been taking Jacqueline to all her medical appt since they  first arrived. At first she was very shy. I would say words or point out things  and name them. She wouldnt even try to repeat them. I even asked Nadine to help  with parts of her body. I know that Nadine knows that as I taught it to her and  had reviewed it several weeks before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then thanks to all the tutors, Jacqueline  is repeating words and seems quite pleased with herself. All the tutors are  doing such a wonderful service for our family. Even more, their warmth has been  felt by each and every member of the family. They listen when another family  member is being tutored and learn so much. I think they also realize what big  hearts you all have.  Each of you has gone way beyond being a tutor. Your hearts  are apparent as you walk in the door. And I have heard about all the special  things you have done--spectacular!!! Making lemonade, trick or  treating, haircuts, bringing extra supplies that you feel will be helpful. Faith  brought our family here and God's love is being shown by each and everyone of  you. I am so tickled to be walking down this path with you--its been such a  blessing for me. To see Nadine smiling and carrying Cece, talking with her  brothers and sisters--my heart just is so happy for Nadine. Plus getting to know  each of the family has been a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arrival of the new baby is supposed  to be Dec. 5th. I will take Jacqueline in on Thursday--she has been going 1 time  a week. So we are on the countdown!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1142396539447028670-2364588259106933999?l=nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2364588259106933999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/barbaras-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/2364588259106933999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/2364588259106933999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/barbaras-blog.html' title='Barbara&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670.post-4318174827175153111</id><published>2009-11-29T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:44:11.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elsa's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanksgiving?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Yes, most of the family made it to our Community Thanksgiving, truly made  driving worth it.  After muddling through the communication confusion, Reza  drove Mureke, Odelia, Emeline and Simone and were SVPC bound.  Timing was good  as I was in route and made a quick detour to get the rest, Faustine, Justine and  Cecile.  Upon arrival, the gym was filled with friends from here and beyond,  Iraq, Bhutan, Burma, Somalia and Burundi to name a few.  The kids were playing  with all the other kids as Mureke looked on.  I always wonder what's going  through his mind.  Faustine and Justine were fascinated with a  simple infant/toddler learning toy.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The family were ushered to the line and they sat together with Reza and and  at one point he was feeding one of the little ones.  It was really a moment of  affirmation of Reza's dedication to his work.  All seemed to have enjoyed the  fellowship and new foods.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Reza and Latifa, another driver who spoke French (thank you God) for the  day helped them home.  Hmm, I wonder what they shared about their experience  that night?  I wonder what adjectives they would use?  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Peace and love to all of you who have embraced this family.  They have a  way of leaving an impression on our hearts- giving thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1142396539447028670-4318174827175153111?l=nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4318174827175153111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/elsas-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/4318174827175153111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/4318174827175153111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/elsas-blog.html' title='Elsa&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670.post-7959410472024445980</id><published>2009-11-01T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:25:55.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jean's blog</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Alison and I went to celebrate Halloween with Nadine's family.  We had  a great time!  Alison made a jack-o-lantern with them.  The younger kids chose  the face and Faustine was awesome at carving it out.  Then Alison roasted the  seeds and had them taste them.  Something to think about:  when I showed the  jack-o-lantern to the parents and Nadine, Nadine said something like, "In our  country, this is food." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both brought dress-up clothes and all the  children had fun trying them on.  Next was the trick-or-treating!  We practiced  at home first but they really didn't get it until the first house gave one of  the children candy.  Then they caught on really fast and everyone opened their  bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the highlight was when Alison brought out "Jabber Jaw"- a  skull that repeated everything that was said to it.  They loved it!  They talked  and they sang to it.  And I'm pretty sure that's the first time that skull has  spoken Swahili!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1142396539447028670-7959410472024445980?l=nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7959410472024445980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/jeans-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/7959410472024445980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/7959410472024445980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/jeans-blog.html' title='Jean&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670.post-4887692373897628515</id><published>2009-11-01T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:35:13.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debbie's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nadine’s family has been here for almost 2 months now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The children are attending school, the family is quickly learning the ways of our culture, and Nadine is overjoyed to be with her family after two years apart. The family is still living in a transition house. Catholic Charities is trying to find a suitable house to rent in the same neighborhood so that the children will not have to change schools. Bacinoni, the father is attending English classes, while Jacqueline, the mother, takes care of the youngest child (age 2) and prepares for the arrival of another child (she is due in December). We have a team of tutors working individually with each member of the family to help them learn English and to help the children with their schoolwork. The children are enthusiastic about learning and are all making progress with their English.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All of us working with the family are in agreement that this is one special family. and we are all so blessed to be a part of this journey. When we arrive at their house, we are met with huge smiles, big hearts, and an eagerness to learn and adapt to life here.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is an incredible joy getting to know them and receiving their openness and gratitude. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Debbie Shaver&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1142396539447028670-4887692373897628515?l=nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4887692373897628515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/debbies-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/4887692373897628515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/4887692373897628515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/debbies-blog.html' title='Debbie&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670.post-1958254827179879175</id><published>2009-09-30T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:43:46.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbara's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt;I went to Catholic Charities--did the usual form filling out. And  then it was off to take Jacqueline to an appointment. And to see Nadine. What a  joy to see her so surrounded by the love of her family-it brought tears to my  eyes to see her smiling again!! It's been a while since I heard her laugh out  loud--music to my ears. Her Mom is so sweet and was such a good sport about  going to her appointment . Though we do not share a common language, we managed to get where  we needed to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the appointment we found out that she had yet a second appointment  2 hrs later at an entirely different location I did learn a very important  fact--she does not eat chicken!!!That's what Nadine always got so I foolishly made  an assumption that the same was true for her. She eats beef--not chicken. Again  she was so sweet - I didnt know why she would not eat her lunch, so I called  Nadine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I took Jacqueline to get some lab tests done. When I arrived  Nadine was playing with Cecelia [youngest]. Again I was so thrilled to see her  interactions with her family. Keep up all your wonderful encouragement for our  family--we have been blessed to be involved --prayers do get answered--in His  time, not ours. Melissa,Elsa and I have encouraged each other with those words.  They are all too true-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Gamsberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1142396539447028670-1958254827179879175?l=nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1958254827179879175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/barbaras-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/1958254827179879175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/1958254827179879175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/barbaras-blog.html' title='Barbara&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670.post-4933498671852846899</id><published>2009-09-07T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:38:16.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debbie's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From Debbie Shaver&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim and I had the special opportunity of witnessing the reunion of Nadine and her family at the San Jose airport on September 4, 2009.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nadine was quite emotional as she waited for her family to arrive. Several times she wiped tears away from her face and said, “I am so happy.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think we all had butterflies in our stomachs as we waited for the family to appear.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Finally, we saw Reza from Catholic Charities escorting the family toward us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The oldest sister was the first to spot Nadine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her face broke into a huge smile, and soon, Nadine collapsed into the embrace of her sister and mother.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nadine collapsed physically and emotionally, and suddenly I could sense the weight of the last two years of being a refugee in the U.S. and undergoing very serious medical procedures without her family. The rest of the family huddled around and didn’t quite seem to know what to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Finally Nadine was able to hug her father and a few of her brothers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then the hugging stopped and the family looked around waiting for what was going to happen next.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The moments that followed felt rather awkward to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The family members were obviously extremely exhausted and overwhelmed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They followed Reza to the baggage claim area, but there was little talking or hugging.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The oldest sister was the only one who seemed relaxed and able to talk with Nadine as we waited.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The rest looked completely shell-shocked, especially the mother. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was an intense experience for me to witness this emotional reunion.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After being away for the weekend, it was so heartening to read the previous posts and learn that the initial shock had dissipated and that a sense of family had taken over.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can’t even imagine the family’s emotions as they have traveled across continents and cultures to join their oldest daughter and start a new life in the U.S. I am overwhelmed as I think about how difficult the next few months will be for them, but I know that all of this has happened for a reason and that God has a good plan for them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Debbie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1142396539447028670-4933498671852846899?l=nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4933498671852846899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/debbies-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/4933498671852846899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/4933498671852846899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/debbies-blog.html' title='Debbie&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670.post-2834229794341187302</id><published>2009-09-07T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:19:31.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melissa's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;From Melissa Kreisa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hi  All,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;Just  home from church camp and DESPERATE to get an update on how things are going. So  thankful to read your blog notes Wendy and Tricia – wonderful! You’ve inspired  me to write too… Wendy, this is my first time as well…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;OK, I’ve been a total spazz all weekend. It is kind of like that  surreal feeling after you give birth – where everything looks new in the world.  .. like you are looking at it all through a different lens. Also, kind of the  birthing mood swings -- wanted to cry one minute and scream for joy the next! It  was pretty much this way all weekend. Hosted Steve H and Nancy for dinner on  Friday night and my husband kept poking me saying, “please let someone else talk  or ask someone else question”. I hogged the entire conversation -- a big Nadine  ramble-fest. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;Thing  was, it was only a couple of hours after the airport arrival and I was trying to  process it all. My three kids and I (along with Debbie and Jim) met the family  on Friday at the airport. Debbie, Jim, Nadine and Idris (translator and  caregiver to Nadine), and a driver for Catholic Charities were waiting there  when we arrived. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Reza (Director at CC)  was waiting for the family at the gate. Nadine was very sweet and calm. My kids  were running circles around her (and people coming off of the plane, sigh). She  was smiling and giggling as I was sharing with her how crazy and ill-behaved my  kids were being. Then Idris came over and said the family was coming. We all  turned the corner of the waiting area. Nadine flew into her mother’s arms  screaming and crying. It was an incredible moment. We sort of all stood there  speechless while they embraced. Reza gently broke things up and started guiding  everyone to baggage claim. My kids and I waved and went to walk the other way  towards the parking lot. My oldest Julia (9) stopped us and looked at me and  said, “Mommy, I have a feeling in my heart that I have never felt before . . .  can I do a cartwheel?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;As I  write this, the lump in my throat is welling up again so I’ll stop. Ending this  note with a giant prayer of gratitude on my heart to God and to you all who are  surrounding this family with so much love and care.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;Blessings!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1142396539447028670-2834229794341187302?l=nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2834229794341187302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/melissas-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/2834229794341187302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/2834229794341187302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/melissas-blog.html' title='Melissa&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670.post-5823947145082623249</id><published>2009-09-07T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:22:06.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wendy's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From Wendy Duke&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hi friends!&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                                                        &lt;/span&gt;Sept. 6, 2009&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I have never written a blog before but I have decided that writing about my experience today – joining Elsa in preparing and delivering dinner to our new brothers and sisters is perhaps the best way I could imagine to give my “blogging skills” a try. To be honest, when Elsa asked if I would write about our experience the first thoughts that came into my mind were: &lt;i style=""&gt;too busy, what will I say? Okay, I’ll try&lt;/i&gt;. So, here it is!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started in the late afternoon, teaming up to make dinner for Nadine and her family. The meal consisted of chicken stew (okay, easy enough) with some simple stir-fried collard greens, sweet tea, and a tray of ugali. Ugali? It is pretty much what it sounds like, a paste made from stirring together boiling water and fine cornmeal, topping it off with a couple spoonfuls of butter. As it turned out it was easy to make and, of course, it is always wonderful to learn something new – particularly with a friend like Elsa. After an hour and a half of cooking and chatting we were more than energized for the visit and we headed off with our 6 year old daughters. Let me say at this time that as we drove off to south &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;San Jose&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; I truly had no idea what to expect. I just knew I was going. For a couple of years now (roughly) I have been listening to Elsa talk about her many wonderful stories of transitioning refugees and, somehow, I managed to stay on the sidelines as a spectator, creating in my own mind what it was all like. I was comfortable here. I loved to listen. In my mind, I am sure I believed that by listening I was helping. I can tell you now that I don’t think this is exactly what God has in mind for us. Listening? Absolutely. I think listening is a God-given skill today. However, listening without doing? Probably not quite meeting His expectations. Just my opinion after our visit yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We arrived at the transitional home in 15 short minutes. I was pleasantly surprised by what I saw. My thoughts at this moment were: &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Nice street, nice house&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i style=""&gt;well-kept. Lovely place for anyone to start their journey&lt;/i&gt;. Within seconds of arriving we were greeted outside by Moses (a friend) and Sanjai (the house manager). Wow, these are some wonderful people. Words that came immediately into my mind when I shook hands with these men were &lt;i style=""&gt;gracious, charming, genuine, Godly, and friends&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was nervous and excited as we entered the home. Jasmine, my daughter, and Elsa’s daughter Elizabeth just went right in without pausing. Kids don’t over-think things. I love this. Meanwhile, being a private person myself I had this gnawing feeling that perhaps we should say hello, drop the meal off quickly and go. I truly didn’t want to intrude on their space and privacy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, it was clear that Elsa (having done this before) felt very much at home and had other plans, so I followed her lead and I am glad that I did. When we greeted everyone inside the house I was struck immediately by the closeness of this family. Nadine was quietly sitting in a chair and taking in every moment with her family. She seemed completely at peace. The younger children were like rays of sunshine in the house bouncing around the rooms as they followed us around while we introduced ourselves to their parents who were sitting at the table quietly. Mom seemed “overwhelmed” but in a good way. Not by our visit but perhaps by all that God has set before her and her family in the past few days. I could see how this might be all-consuming. She literally beamed when we spoke with her. There were friends visiting and everyone welcomed us with open arms and genuine expressions of gratitude. Within minutes really, we were drawn into this family with hugs and smiles and the common ground of a journey that we all know has just begun and that has so many unanswered questions attached. Not to worry, God has the answers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Elsa pulled out her camera and, at the first mention of taking a photo, the children went to their rooms to put on their best clothing. I felt tears coming, and before long the entire family was organized on one sofa for a family photo. I would like to add that they managed to position themselves, all eight of them, in less than half the time it takes our family to do the same for our annual Christmas photo. There was no fussing about who gets to sit next to who, or “bunny ears” over little sister’s head, or silly faces. They simply came together instantly, joyfully and lovingly for a photo that perhaps would be the first of them all together like this, in this place.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a beautiful moment. At this moment the thoughts running through my head were: &lt;i style=""&gt;family, love, joy, belonging together, new beginnings and God is at work. &lt;/i&gt;Are we listening? What are we doing?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;May God continue to bless this journey and provide as many people and resources as is necessary to accomplish all that He has planned for this family – our new friends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Blessings!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wendy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1142396539447028670-5823947145082623249?l=nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5823947145082623249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-wendy-duke-hi-friends-sept.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/5823947145082623249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/5823947145082623249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-wendy-duke-hi-friends-sept.html' title='Wendy&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670.post-1951652417754733166</id><published>2009-09-04T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:44:06.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nadine's first meal with her family</title><content type='html'>I have just come home from one of the most memorable experiences of my life!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first visit to the house in Sherman Oaks Drive where Nadine's family is staying temporarily until they find a permanent home.  It's a lovely two-storey house, new kitchen, freshly painted walls and plenty of beds for mother, father and 6 kids!  I was warmly welcomed when I carried in the sticky rice and chicken!  Beaming faces and brilliant white smiles told me that these people were hungry and ready to eat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadine and her father and sister Justine (16) did most of the talking at table, Nadine was just so happy, her smile was permanent from the time I arrived until I left a couple of hours later.  I tried to make myself inconspicuous while they ate so they could enjoy each other's company without my intrusion.  The baby of the family snuggled onto Nadine's lap while she ate as though she'd known her all her life, even though they'd never met before.  Mum was exhausted and didn't feel like eating so joined the table after the meal was finished to catch up on the conversation with Nadine and her father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a couple of photos of them all at dinner with my phone, and after dinner entertained the kids in the living room with group shots of them in various poses - they got such a kick out of seeing themselves on my phone!!  Unfortunately the TV and video didn't work so they couldn't watch anything.   But they kept laughing and fooling around even though they must have been exhausted after 3 days and 5 different planes to get here from Tanzania!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so privileged to witness this family together at last.  Idris, their caregiver from Catholic Charities told me he had told Nadine he would take her back to her apartment at 8pm and she said "No, 10pm".  She wasn't about to let go of her family so soon.  So he and his wife and 6 month old baby were going to spend the evening there until it was time to leave and say a temporary goodbye to Nadine's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of work to be done to get each of these individuals acclimatised to their new life in Silicon Valley.  And together we can walk with them on their journey.  And the first step is done - Nadine is reunited with her family.  God be praised!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1142396539447028670-1951652417754733166?l=nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1951652417754733166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/nadines-first-meal-with-her-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/1951652417754733166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/1951652417754733166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/nadines-first-meal-with-her-family.html' title='Nadine&apos;s first meal with her family'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1142396539447028670.post-5974927779383658856</id><published>2009-08-28T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:53:23.261-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burundi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tanzania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunnyvale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refugee'/><title type='text'>Nadine's story so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;There is great excitement in the Sunnyvale community!  After months of phone calls,  mounds of paperwork, more phone calls, laughter and tears, Nadine's family is at last be arriving September 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt;  in Silicon Valley - Mum, Dad and 6 kids - to a very joyous reunion with their daughter, Nadine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They fled from war-torn &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burundi"&gt;Burundi&lt;/a&gt; to refugee camps in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tanzania"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanzania&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; where they spent several years before being allowed to come here to be with their daughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Nadine is 20 years old and was given a special refugee visa 2 years ago due to medical needs and is receiving ongoing medical care.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hard to imagine how she must be feeling now about her family’s imminent arrival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;" &gt;We would love you to join our team of helpers to wrap our arms around this family of nine, and help them find their way in this new country and community. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; have some great people on board already with many different talents to share with these people.  But you can imagine how  much more they're going to need!  Please contact Debbie Shaver (dmshaver@sbcglobal.net) if you can help in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Please pray for this family, for their long journey here and for an easy transition into their new life with Nadine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1142396539447028670-5974927779383658856?l=nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5974927779383658856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/nadines-story-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/5974927779383658856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1142396539447028670/posts/default/5974927779383658856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadineandherfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/nadines-story-so-far.html' title='Nadine&apos;s story so far'/><author><name>Tricia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4AnK26-L6qc/SpiBRKRS0kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LGHCXC9rna4/S220/CIMG1440.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
