Today was probably the day we most anticipated with all sorts of jumbled up hopes and fears. We were glad that we were at least going with some form of permission from the Hubei province government officials, but Janet (our guide) prepared us that we might still not be allowed in by the orphanage director. The permission might at least get us an opportunity to meet them outside in say a restaurant.
The first 14 months of Martha's life have always been distant and we wanted to touch them properly - and so today was that chance.
We headed off early (8am) for the 3 hour bus ride. Thanks goodness for portable DVD's and snacks. I loved the journey. The landscape was full of paddy fields, tended by farmers with water buffalo. The red earth mixed with the green vegetation, punctuated with flat-top houses with their red couplets around the doorways. Motorbikes were ridden by men with mobile phones and sometimes more than 1 passenger. I quite fancied a go on one, but I'm not sure I'd handle the randomness of the road junctions.
When we got to Wuxue, we were taken to a hotel lobby and within a few minutes, 4 officials from the orphanage arrived. The male director, 2 'other' female directors and Martha's foster mother. It was all a bit uneasy at first, and no-one seemed sure what we should be talking about. We launched into giving pictures and gifts, and they duly took them and responded politely. Fortunately, a meal was going to help settle us and we spent over an hour sharing food and passing messages to and fro through Janet.
Martha's foster mother seemed to relax over time. As she sat next to Martha I sensed she was pleased to be here, and she shared a couple of her memories of Martha with us.
Wan Mae's foster mother also joined us for the meal, along with her daughter. (Note to Phil + Wan - Alex managed to pass on the photo's + note successfully!).
After the meal M's foster mother was about to take her to the orphanage on her scooter. We settled for a quick spin around the front of the hotel, followed by a ride for Esther as well (of course!). Although we asked several times whether we could go to the orphanage, were were not going to get beyond the front gate, so we had to settle for a final visit with our hosts there.
We were told that Martha actually spent most of her time with the foster mother, so inside the orphanage was actually not as important to see. We asked whether we could see the foster mother's house, but this was also not allowed. They promised to email photos, and who knows, maybe another day in years to come we could visit.
Being outside the orphanage was probably the most moving as this was also Martha's finding place. Just over 7.5 years ago, someone either known by or part of her birth family brought her here to be looked after. No parent can do or allow that without pain. They will always carry some sense of loss and wonder what happened to her. I wish I could have turned around from that spot and nodded to them that she was OK. We will do our best for her and give her the family you were not allowed to.
We said our goodbyes.
We travelled off for a couple of minutes. I asked to stop for a photo of the Yangtze. We climbed a ridge and could see the famous river through some houses. I hope that we can come back here again and go a little bit further next time.
Martha has not said much about the visit. She seemed happy to get back to a Mulan2 DVD in the bus. I didn't expect her to really. Today has been a lot to ask of a 7 year old.
I love you Martha and am so proud of you for facing your world.
G
Picture outside Wuxue orphanage : L to R
Foster Mother, A, E, G, director, Wan Mae's Foster Mother, M, 'other' director