Finding Home for the Abandoned, Abused and Neglected Children.
Building Caring Communities.

Category: bp_stories

There was once a boy who was saved from an abusive stepfather. He had no home, as they lived only in a shanty on a pavement. He was five years old when he came to Batang Pinangga. He struggled to…

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We will tell you about our girl Michelle. She is special for us in many ways. When she was six years old she could hardly utter the right words. Maybe because she is also hard of hearing. She got an…

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During the Christmas holidays, many came to visit the children to share in the joys of the season.  One visiting group brought the traditional roasted pig for lunch (locally called lechon), considered by many as the ultimate and most special…

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Children in Batang Pinangga live in different houses, play in a common playground, eat together in the common dining hall, and freely walk around the compound. Distances between these places are at a shouting distance. “Heeelgaaa, come home quick. Jooocheeen,…

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At first the child came looking up, then slowly came near and hugged the leg portion, his height, below the knees. Then with a loving scope he was up on her arms and now he was face to face with…

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He looks smart and talks even smarter. Our boy Kevin, living with us in Batang Pinangga when he was twelve years old. Now he is 27, has a job, living on his own, paying for his bills, wearing good clothes…

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“Kuya, on my birthday I would like to spend it with my brother Carlo, I want to visit him”. That was she told me long before her birthday. It was so sweet to hear that. Jenica turned nine years old.…

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