We all have different and diverse backgrounds; stories of struggles triumph and love. That is why we are
together in this room; laughing and joyful. Thankful for the life that we have because it has shaped us
into who we are. We are members of one family: the BADALA family.
Meet the family-
Monica is the life of the party, she radiates joy and warmth, she is known by many as Mama Africa. She
is quick to know if anything troubles you, she is always attentive, always thinking of solutions, ways to
help out. She is the definition of Love.
Monica also runs a feeding center; many children have their lunch there. There are times when the
Beans are not enough and the look of anguish on a child’s face becomes unbearable. A look of sadness
despair and worry, a look brought about by a reduced portion of Beans or none at all. Such times shatter
her heart and her will, but always, the Lord provides, always, her family is there for her in prayer. Family
surrounds her with prayer.
Beaty is like the sister everyone wished they had; beautiful and strong willed. If we were all in high
school, she would keep the bullies away from us. She is diligent and industrious. Every day she brings to
work a bundle of joy by name of Faith and Faith ensures that we constantly have smiles on our faces.
5am everyday finds Beaty seated by the roadside selling Buns. With wraps tied tight around her body to
ward off the biting cold and harsh winds carrying tears from her eyes, yet she humbly braves it. Through
all this, baby Faith is under the warm care of another BADALA member. Such is family to her; always
there when needed the most.
Simply put Judy rocks! Shy yet keen on detail, we usually have to drag her out of the office because she
works really hard. Judy will wait for a really quiet moment before making a weird noise and leaving us
bursting with laughter. She is random – and she knows it!
With a face like Judy’s, worry is not easily discernable, yet on one day, a BADALA member called Judy
aside and gave her some money. What amazed Judy was how the other person had known of her need,
how in such hard times, a selfless gift had been given to her. Knowing needs without even having to talk
about them and even solving them is one of the rare gifts of family; being bound by love as to bear each
An angel visited BADALA and never left. Her name was Lily. Lily walks and talks with grace. She is silent
and always at ease. If Lily was a musical instrument, she would be a Harp; calming and graceful. She is
the mother to little baby Joelle.
The biggest change in her life was being able to share her fears and anger, depression and sense of
failure with others and discovering that these reactions are not some sin on her soul, but are part of the
stressful process she and others are going through. She is lifted by the sense of support she now feels, a
sense that there are others out there who knows what she is going through. That is family for her.
Helen is the voice of reason, she is calm and collected. She is a student of life and ever willing to learn.
She is one of the best cooks there is out there.
The worst feeling in the world for a mother is not losing a job, a toe or an object. The worst feeling is
knowing that you cannot feed your child; it is a deep dark painful pit. I have been there, and daily I pray
that it never happens again. To Helen, family is paramount; it is being able to step in when others fail.
Within each new experience in our lives is a stepping-stone. Some are little tiny pebbles and others are
big boulders. Some are fun and some are exhausting but with each passing day we learn why we are
here, what our mission is and why different individuals come into our lives.
Such is life in our family.