Together We Play
24 Apr
My son Abel is adopted. He was born in Northern Kazakhstan, from an orphanage that had an old Soviet structure for a playground. While most of the children were under four years old, the playground was for those eight and older, so the younger kids had nowhere to play. When children are not physically challenged, they do not develop their motor skills. The workers at the orphanage did the best they could, but there was nothing outside for the children to play on and use to help them develop and be challenged physically.
Abel became my son when he was nine months old. When he was two and a half, we took a trip to Italy. Abel started taking pictures with my camera. I told him to be intentional with his pictures, not to reign in his creative spirit, but to stop him from burning through 400 photos/hour. One day when we got home, I was looking through the photos, and was impressed with the composition and framing. On a whim, I contacted a well-respected fine art gallery and talked through the idea of having a gallery exhibit of Abel’s work and use the money as a vehicle for change.
They agreed to exhibit Abel’s photographs. We selected ninety photos, and a local company printed them at no cost! A restaurant donated food, a band donated their time and talent, and by the time the exhibit was over, we raised $25,000.
We used the money to purchase and ship a Little Tykes playground that meets all the proper building codes, and will last for many years. The shipment got stuck in Latvia for five months, and as it turned out, we were back in Kazakhstan to adopt our daughter at the time the playground arrived, which we installed…My husband, my boys and myself! In fact, we literally went to people on the street and asked them to help as we removed old equipment, dug up the ground, hauled dirt away and installed the new playground.
Together We Play was the name of the photography exhibit, and the name of the playground (in Russian).
Some of the children from the orphanage had never been on a slide. The joy and happiness on their faces was amazing, and Abel feels the importance of his role in creating change. These days, he makes signs that read “If you Want to Donate to the Poor” and puts it with a box on our front porch. I know as he continues to develop and mature, nothing will stop him, and whenever I hear him tell the story of the playground he founded, it touches my heart!
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