Christine Jean
ChristineChristine Jean comes from Bogo, several towns away from our town. Her father was working in the city while the rest of the family lived in Bogo. The father moved them to Carmen so they could be "closer" to him in the city since Carmen is half the ride from their town to the city. Little did they know that their father had another woman and that he brought the woman to his hometown, to his and her mother's house.

In Carmen, Christine, her siblings and their mother were left in the care of their father's first cousin. The first cousin was the only bread winner in the family. He was also taking care of her ailing mother. Christine's father would visit, leaving a budget of only a P100 for the whole week. (P47 = 1 US dollar). His visits became less frequent until finally he was gone for months at a time. It was then they heard that he was living with another woman in the city.

Christine's mother tried to find a job. She could not find any in our small town. The little food is shared by many and there just wasn’t enough. They at times ate only once a day. One day her younger sibling was crying loud from hunger. Christine finally decided to dig for anything that could be sold from the garbage; tins, plastics, and metal scraps. She would buy rice for the family with the proceeds of what she found in the garbage. Life, though, was still hard for them. I was told about her and I felt led to tell Kelly to "love on the kid that was sweeping by the sidewalk." We got Christine that day, on my birthday.

At first, Christine ate the food on her plate at a very fast pace. She would dig from the pot for more helpings. She would eat anything that was served her. We were happy to watch her eat. After 2 weeks, she began to eat at a slower pace. Now, she is picky with regard to food! Kids will always be kids. The longer she lived with us, the more comfortable she became. And like other kids, she also needed her character polished. Christine is teachable and helpful with the chores.