Baan Jai Dee, an Orphanage

 Baan Jai Dee, The Story of an Orphanage

“No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted” quote by Aesop. Every once in  awhile it’s a good idea to take a step out of your life and enter that of another. Not only does it benefit you but it also benefits someone, someone that you might never see again, but someone who you will remember.

During the February break we visited an orphanage called Baan Jai Dee, the experience was eye opening, here’s a video made while at the orphanage.  

Baan Jai Dee is an orphanage established by Allan and Sam Schmidt, who both love and care for all the children living at the orphanage. At the time of the visit Allan wasn’t their but Sam along with two other missionaries kept the orphanage on track and running smoothly. Baan Jai Dee, which means home of the kind hearted provides safety, education and much more for the kids staying there. All the kids staying at the orphanage are either orphans, abandoned or relinquished children, with one sometimes even two parents in jail.   We stayed at the orphanage for three days, playing with the kids and teaching them about verbs and nouns.

During our stay there we visited one of the many schools that the kids attended, at the time I visited the elementary school (6-12 years old). As the kids approached the car they started whispering to each other and pointing to my hair. At the time I didn’t understand what was so extraordinary about my hair, (since it’s the same as theirs: brown and kind of curly). Until one of the girls came up to me and said, “your hair is so long, can I touch it?” I gladly obliged and each of them took turns playing with my hair. Which is when I noticed that all of them had short hair which came up to about their chin. Seeing this I realized that at school they weren’t allowed to have long hair, unlike me. In fact we have students at school who dye their whole head obscure colors: purple, blue and I’ve even seen red once. This showed me just how much privilege equals power. For me school is a place where long hair is the norm and dyed hair is nothing noteworthy, (well, at least not for the teachers). We have the power to be an individual and explore who or what we want to be. For them the length of my hair was a privilege that they didn’t get. A privilege which wasn’t even seen as one in my eyes until now.


During our stay we cooked spaghetti bolognese with the kids. This way the kids could try new things and find out what they might and might not like. It’s important to try new food because within food lies the story of a culture. By introducing the kids to spaghetti we also showed them that Thai food wasn’t the only food. The kids also enjoyed the cooking part of making spaghetti adding the meat, tomato sauce and the herbs. Little hands fidgeting with tomato cans asking us, “when can I put this in?”.


Having responsibility in the orphanage motivated me to do a lot more than just play with the kids. It’s important because if no one has the responsibility for this little community than who will do anything? Who will educate the kids? Who will feed the kids? Who will play with them? Dividing the responsibilities lessons the load and also ensures that whichever ‘task’ you’re given is done well. This trip really helped see how important it is that everyone does their ‘task’ or responsibility. That communities value individuals but what makes a community is the small interactions between these individuals. The task that each individual is given, when combined amounts to much more work done. We’ll definitely come back  because, “No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.” Quote by Aesop.


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Dreamer aka. Juliet


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