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FROM “BUSH BUNNY BRENDA“
DATE: FEBRUARY 12, 2022
 
REGINALDA IS HOME FROM THE HOSPITAL!
 
THANKS TO YOUR PRAYERS, Regi­nal­da began show­ing improve­ment last Sun­day. Her fever was gone dur­ing the day on Sun­day, and only returned late after­noon. By Mon­day, she was fever free! 
 

Regi­nal­da and Fos­ter Mom very glad to be home!​
 
The Dr. want­ed to keep her until Thurs­day to be sure her infec­tion was gone. BY WEDNESDAY, she was in such good health, I was told we could take her home! REGINALDA loves the out­doors, so she was very hap­py to sit in her Fos­ter Moth­er’s lap upon arriv­ing home.
 
THANK YOU, JESUS for answer­ing our prayers so quick­ly!
 
 
TECHNICAL SCHOOL CHOOSES 2 OF OUR TEENS
 
The Graphite Mine (Twigg), opened a tech­ni­cal school just 2 miles down the road from us. Its pur­pose is to assist young men in learn­ing either mechan­i­cal or elec­tri­cal skills in a 90-day begin­ner’s course.
 

Elu­sio and Ali were cho­sen to attend the Graf­fite Mine School to learn Mechan­ics (blue) or Elec­tric­i­ty (orange).​
 
At the 2021 Christ­mas Par­ty, when the Twigg and CIS groups blessed our chil­dren with many nice foods, I was told our young grad­u­ates could reg­is­ter for the April class, as the Jan­u­ary group was full.
 

Twigg and CIS gifts to our chil­dren at Christ­mas.​
 
The School Direc­tor called Cape­na, our office man­ag­er, in late Jan­u­ary request­ing 2 young men to report imme­di­ate­ly to the school, as they had 2 slots open up.
 
ELISIO AND ALI were hop­ing to attend in April, so they jumped at the chance to get in now! The mechan­ics school wears blue uni­forms while elec­tric­i­ty wears orange.
 
We are very grate­ful for this won­der­ful oppor­tu­ni­ty for them, as it will take them 1 step clos­er to devel­op­ing a much-need­ed job skill as the Bala­ma area con­tin­ues to grow. 
 
 
ON A PERSONAL NOTE 
 
I’m always telling you sto­ries of aban­doned infants, so here’s one for all you ani­mal lovers!
 
An abused female dog was brought to my home by Toto, my “romeo” guard dog. I could count every bone in her body, so BONES became her name. Shar­ing Toto’s food, Bones quick­ly gained weight and final­ly con­ceived with one of Toto’s sons, Rocky, who also eats occa­sion­al­ly at my house. Bones grew to trust me, but is still ter­ri­fied of any­one’s hands to this day, includ­ing mine.
 
Bones had her pup­pies well hid­den in the woods behind my house, but sad­ly, the very heavy rains caused all but 1 to per­ish. I noticed her milk had dried up, and fig­ured all the pup­pies were dead. Then Feb­ru­ary 1st, I heard the cry of a pup­py in the grass near my front porch. Fol­low­ing the sound, I found the cutest lit­tle 3‑week-old male pup­py, bad­ly in need of milk.
 

4 week old SOCKS! Future guard dog for mis­sion sta­tion.​
 
It seems that Bones had car­ried him to where she knew I would find him, hop­ing I would save him as I had saved her life.
 
I quick­ly taught him to suck milk from a syringe, and had him drink­ing from a bowl on the 3rd day. SOCKS is now 4 weeks old. (All 4 feet are marked with white “socks”.) Bones stays near­by, but is con­tent to let me raise her baby boy.
 
Toto is now 9 years old, (ancient for a Mozam­bi­can dog), so his grand­son, Socks, will be raised as my next guard dog for the mis­sion sta­tion. 
 
GOD PROVIDES ALL OUR NEEDS AS WE NEED THEM. 
For that, I am tru­ly grate­ful!
 
BLESSINGS, 
BUSH BUNNY BRENDA LANGE 
AND THE BALAMA STAFF