September, 2015

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Midian with the toy gorilla
which I sent many years ago.
It was the first doll she ever had.

                                                   A rainbow girl in Uganda


 Over the rainbow

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.

Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?

If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?

I don't remember in what year we tried to do this project, the Rainbow Project.
Anyway, we tried. It was to invite this African girl to Japan and let her see the world. This girl was so smart and eager to learn even in the awful poverty of that country at that time.
It seemed that the Rainbow Project almost succeeded, but at the last moment, it turned out to be a failure.
Midian could not come! She was so sorry, and so were we.
It was because her government did not give her permission to go out of Uganda, by some reason that was never explained.

After that, Eden Quayle, the planner of the Rainbow Project, started a small scholorship project to make Midian receive higher education.
I am happy to be one of her sponcers.

This time I asked Midian to write an essay about herself.
Please meet this young lady who is now crossing the rainbow.


Midian's essay


Thank you, Midian.
I sincererly hope someday you really come to Japan and see us.
We will be waiting.

Thank you, readers, for your warm thoughts to her.

Thank you very much for joining me.
I hope you will visit us again next month.

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