The WCFC Blog

July 17th, 2016

The Mexico trip was really amazing. In addition to meeting my awesome roommates and members of WFCF, I had the opportunity to make connections with some of the nicest kids at the orphanage.
I was really surprised that the orphanage was in a very good condition, as I expected to be somewhat run-down. However, it was in great condition. There was a playground and many houses where the kids stayed, all painted with the brightest and happiest colors. The guest house was very comfortable and was equipped with puzzles, cards, and board games to keep us occupied while we were not working with the kids. The atmosphere was filled with joy and happiness at all times. On the first day we made packages of food for the elderly without income and later we Our group had lots of fun making friendship bracelets, building models, and painting t-shirts with the kids, Jose and Marianna. The whole experience was humbling because we got to see how life on the other side is. Sometimes we take things like internet access for granted and this trip really showed how you can make the best of what you haves do it really teaches you to count your blessings.
I would definitely want to do this trip again if I got the chance because the experiences and memories I gained from it were invaluable.  

By Kelsey Leon

I really enjoyed volunteering at the Door of Faith orphanage. I expected the orphanage to be in poor condition, but it was actually very nice. I expected it to be sad, dull, and lifeless. Instead, I was pleasantly surprised; it was full of vibrant colors, had beautiful murals, incredibly nice people, and most importantly, the children looked so happy and energetic. Their smile, laughter, and their eyes told me that this was a good place. It was certainly a rewarding experience for me and I was so happy to help out.
In the orphanage and in the parts of Mexico that we visited, I could see many differences in lifestyle and culture between Mexico and the United States. One that certainly stood out to me was how optimistic and grateful all the children appeared to be. I’m not saying that children in the United States are selfish and ungrateful, but the children at this orphanage had a type of simplistic optimism and their ability to be happy for little reason was truly uplifting. I remember that my fellow volunteers were dying because we didn’t have Wifi. However, the children still found a way to be cheerful and have fun. They have less than us, but in many ways, they are happier than us and they thrive more, most likely because they were never exposed to these luxuries in the first place.

Lastly, in addition to volunteering at this wonderful orphanage, I had the opportunity to meet new people. It was nice to meet the other volunteers and room together. All of them were hardworking and dedicated people, and I look forward to seeing them all next year. If I have time, I would like to go and volunteer at the Door of Faith Orphanage again.

Door of Reflection

By Siyuan Feng

July 20th, 2019

Life Measurement

By Simon Zhang

World Family Children Foundation

July 18th, 2015

My Mexico Volunteer Trip 

My Shanxi Volunteer Trip 

“Every soul is complete,
Every child deserves enough love.”

I Love Them 

July 11th, 2015

July 20th, 2015


At the beginning, I was sitting on a swaying three-wheeled vehicle. On both sides, there was a dirt road with corn. I walked for a long time until I could not see the building in the county town anymore. I got off the bus and arrived at a house with a red gate. The bumps on the road were irritating, but when I knocked on the gate, nervousness encompassed me and a strange feeling of wanting to escape came out from my heart.
However, when the door opened, all the strange feelings were gone the moment I met the children. “I want to make them happy” became the only remaining idea.
In this way, this fate began.
 At first, we went to Mother Kong’s house and saw the dirty but enthusiastic children. Everyone did not know what to do. When we saw a few children in the small yard, some of them grabbed the railings and made strange noises. Some were sitting on the steps and laughing and looking strangely at us. Others were playing with toys and throwing them around. The scene was very embarrassing. No one knew how to interact with these special needs children, nor did we know what kind of expression was on our face. Fortunately, Mother Kong invited us into the house and told us there was no need to be nervous. We sat down and became more relaxed.
Mother Kong slowly told us the story of her family. She is a devout Christian. Images of Jesus and the cross can be seen on the walls in her house. When asked if she felt tired taking care of these children, she said it was God’s instruction for her to look after them, so she enjoys it and feels like this is what she should do. It is not tiring or stressful for her at all. She believes the children were all angels sent by God and that they should not be abandoned.
Mother Kong and Father Fan do not have children of their own, but they have voluntarily adopted many abandoned babies with disabilities. Dozens of children have grown up to join the workforce while others have returned to their own families. Some have stayed behind to help Mother Kong take care of their younger brothers and sisters while receiving and appreciating the care they received from society. Unfortunately, Father Fan died of illness this year. When she mentioned him, Mother Kong simply said to us with a smile, Father Fan went to heaven, and he will be eternally happy.
While talking to Mother Kong, she emphasized “great love” and “gratefulness”. She said she was teaching the children how to be grateful to everyone around them, for life, and for everything.
 Only a gentle and kind person will commit such loving and selfless acts.
In the morning, the older children were not at home, so we first interacted with the younger children. All the children were in one room, and their crying and noisiness emerged from the bamboo curtains. We felt some hesitation, but we could only walk in. Although I already knew this beforehand, the children that Mother Kong adopted are disabled. Even though I already prepared before, I was still shocked by the scene in front of me: a child with autism was throwing things at the TV while screaming loudly, and several children kept crying in bed.
 At this time, a child saw us, and even though he did not recognize us, he still came over to give us a hug. His thin face made people feel very sad and lack a sense of security. When we gently picked up the child, he quickly quieted down and stopped crying. He was on my shoulders, and felt content holding me tightly while watching TV quietly. I could feel his heart beat in his little body, warm and hot. Our hearts were beating at the same rate.
Another child walked quietly in the noisy crowd, gently pulled my hand, and spun me in circles. Her small hand held mine carefully and gently. After a while, she smiled happily. Perhaps in her small world, this was great happiness. In her simple little world, happiness was very simple.
I thought of a sentence: "Every soul is complete, every child should get enough love." I realized how the touch of a small life changed me, and the initial prejudice I had towards these children completely disappeared. Although they may have body defects, they are indeed pure souls. So gentle and so kind, their souls are far more complete than cloaked beasts.
In the afternoon, the older children returned and we played a guessing game. Some of the children were very smart and guessed the answer immediately and got a lot of small snacks as rewards. Some of the children who did not guess correctly first were somewhat upset, so those who got a reward shared their snacks with them. Every child had a sweet smile on their face. We also helped them with their summer homework. The afternoon time passed quickly. At the end, the children reluctantly said goodbye.
The second day, the nervousness and hesitation were gone and the bumpiness of the road on the three-wheeled vehicle made me even more excited to see the children. Sure enough, after a day of getting along, our relationship was more intimate. I helped them with homework assignments, did manual work, played games with them, and talked with them even more. The smile on their faces was as simple and splendid as the rising sun: warm, very comfortable, and in my heart.
In the afternoon, there were many students and voluntary volunteer groups who came here. They sent a lot of daily necessities, and also visited Mother Kong and the children. Everyone was so sincere and wished that the family would get better and better.
It turns out that there is still a lot of warmth in life; it turns out that the world is still so loving.
It is a pity that two days’ time is too short. Just when I began developing feelings for these children, it was already time to say goodbye. A few of the children hugged me gently. I still remember that before waiting for her turn to hug me, one of the girls ran away. Such lovely children. After getting along with them, the intelligent and kindness of these children deeply moved me.
We may not be able to expect everyone to be equal, but we can choose to help others. We may not feel empathy, but we can treat others kindly. Maybe God gave some people a broken body, but they are still grateful for everything. Although the world is unfair, I am still willing to move forward. May every child grow up healthily, and every good person live a safe life.
In the eyes of God, everyone is equally valuable. If you are willing to extend a hand to them, they are willing to give you all their tenderness.Type your paragraph here.


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By Riya Pradha

Great Experiences

When I first stepped into this place,
I discovered that while this house is not large, it is home to more than thirty children
I discovered that Mother Kong is old and disabled
I discovered that Mother Kong and Father Fan are both seventy years old
I discovered that it has been 30 years since they adopted their first child

Mother Kong is a Christian
She teaches children to be inclusive and considerate to each other,
So the big children will always take care of the little ones
Perhaps it is the faith
But also the love for her children
May Mother Kong nurture her huge family and share love equally to everyone as her own for three decades

The children make a motley of disabilities: rabbit lip, paralysis, and hydrocephalus,
And the living environment can also be described as dirty or decrepit,
But when they form a circle to watch a team leader doing magic,
When a little girl turns a phone sideways to take a selfie,
When the children dance to "Little Apples,”
When they sing song after song after song, 
When they use pens and brushes to draw their dreams for the world,
Their laughter comes from the heart
So Mother Kong smiles

"Invisible Wings" is the first song the children learn
"I know I've always had two invisible wings to fly through my dream"
Hearing them shout every word with pride
Deeply touched my heart
I believe
Each of them must have a pair of invisible wings 
That can also help them reach their dreams

Last week, I went to Shanxi and helped some children who were abandoned by their parents. There are 40 children there and some of themhave some mental disabilities. They cannot speak, move nor understand what we talk about. I feel pity for them and I really thinkthis world is not fair for them. They have made no mistakes but why their parents are so merciless.  That’s makes me feel sad and a bit angry.

When I went there, I saw an old house and many children dressed in dirty clothes. It looks like they have stopped taking shower for a long time and we smell something disgusting, but we didn’t show our mood from our face because we all know they are all very poor, nobody give them enough love. So we must help them rather than despise them. When I tried to talk with them, they were a little shy. They were surprise to see us, maybe they feel strange. When Mrs. Kong leaded us to visit the house, I felt shocked because I saw so many babies there, some of them were deaf; some of them were blind and some of them were crippled. I really can’t understand why their parents were so cruel, they were just babies. And the youngest one was just about four months old, and there was a tumor on her back. I couldn’t endure any more.

So I decided to do something. We helped them to clean the house, taught them how to do the homework, played some games with them and made them feel happy. I am glad to see their smile. Maybe the situation let them mature more quickly than ordinary kids but they are still children, they like playing and interested in anything they don’t know. Just a small game, we drew a picture and let them guess what that was, we played the whole afternoon, you can hear the laugh from the yard. We have a rule: the one who guess what is the picture first can get a lollipop. If the other children saw someone getting the lollipop, they would cast the envious eyes. comparing them with us, you will know how lucky we are. We have parents, we have a big house, we have many delicious foods to taste, and we have many things they don’t have. So we should cherish all the things we have.

When I went back to the hotel, I was thinking about why their parents discarded them. I thought this question for a long time. Finally, I think I knew. Because their parents have no ability to take care of them, they have no money to treat them so they only can choose to give up. That’s mournful. But I still want to ask a question, when these tragedies happened, where is the government? But this question nobody can answer. So we can know there are many problems in this society.

I stayed there for three days. During this time, there is a thing really touch me. I asked them what their dream was. In the beginning, I think they will told me they want become rich; they want have a good family; they want have a better life. But I was wrong, all of them told me the same answer--- they want be a priest or nun. I feel very amazed. Suddenly, I remembered that Mrs. Kong is a nun and I know why they want to have that dream because they love their new mother. They want to help her to manage this place. I really wanted to cry when they told me this answer. Mrs. Kong is a great woman. She spent 30 years to help these orphans despite the fact that she is not rich and has her own disabilities. She is admirable.

When I left, there was a little girl came and asked me when I will come back and see them, I lie to them. I told them I will be back soon though I know that is impossible. Maybe I will not come back forever. But I will never forget them.

A (501)(C)(3) nonprofit organization

By Max Wu

Official Member of

California Association of Nonprofits

By Angela Wang

a (501)(C)(3) Nonprofit organization

World Family Children Foundation

In the summer of 2014, I traveled alone to a small village by Hohoe, Ghana. The town was over

225 kilometers away from Accra, both the capital of the country and the only city with a publicly accessible airport. Needless to say, the African community was undeveloped, and moreover

unheard of. There I stayed for a third of my summer, volunteering my assistance and knowledge at an orphanage, which doubled as a private school during the day. Though my understanding of life under the poverty line was very limited, I saw the difficulties of the indigenous people.

When I visited a student who had contracted a severe case of malaria in the local hospital, it was clear the tribulations that the poor suffered. Across the aisle of the dividend-less infirmary was a family of at least a dozen; congregated around an old man. He was coughing softly. Notwithstanding the nascent medical knowledge and unmistakable lack of resources that the sickbay doctors had at their disposal, the clinicians were trying to save the man’s life with all their effort.
As I watched silently, it was evident that they were failing. The coughing faded; quickly my cossetted life back in Fremont, California felt a long expanse away.  I never found out what had caused the old man to expire, but I do remember experiencing his death firsthand. It was the first time I watched a man die. I had never met, never exchanged a single word nor attempted a single interaction with this person, yet I felt excruciating sorrow watching the last drops of life escape from his lips and disappear into thin air. All gathered around the cadaver wore masks of agony, many dampened with tears. I understood what had just taken place was preventable, that abject

poverty had encumbered what could have been a long life.




July 15th, 2017

The My one-week trip to the Door of Faith Orphanage was an enjoyable and eye-opening experience. From crossing the U.S. Mexico border to being immersed in a Spanish-speaking environment, this trip was packed full of new experiences. When we arrived at the orphanage, I was surprised by the conditions; they seemed so much better than I had expected. As the director of the orphanage gave my volunteer group a tour, I was both amazed at the colorful, cheerful surroundings and saddened by the children's bakestories. Many of the residents of the orphanage were neglected and abused, or the children of migrant farm worker. One way or another, circumstances prevent them from seeing their families. However, they learn from each other, forming their own family, and taught me a lot in the process.
I was really surprised that the orphanage was in a very good condition, as I expected to be somewhat run-down. However, it was in great condition. There was a playground and many houses where the kids stayed, all painted with the brightest and happiest colors. The guest house was very comfortable and was equipped with puzzles, cards, and board games to keep us occupied while we were not working with the kids. The atmosphere was filled with joy and happiness at all times. On the first day we made packages of food for the elderly without income and later we Our group had lots of fun making friendship bracelets, building models, and painting t-shirts with the kids, Jose and Marianna. The whole experience was humbling because we got to see how life on the other side is. Sometimes we take things like internet access for granted and this trip really showed how you can make the best of what you haves do it really teaches you to count your blessings.
When I interacted with the kids, I immediately learned how lucky I am to be able to live so comfortably, in a good area, with loving parents. My circumstances are something I often take for granted since prior to this trip I have never traveled to such a lesser-developed place. However, upon traveling to Ensenada and visiting the orphanage, I feel as if my worldview has expanded. I have a greater understanding of the hardships other people can face. However, by talking to the children and working on improving their lives and the orphanage, I was able to learn how to better appreciated what I have been given. The trip was every rewarding for me, since it not only improved my Spanish, but also improved my mindset and the way I look at the world.

July 21st, 2015

Donation so far:  $48,100

By Yuhan Wang