When I was about 9 years old I remember visiting the Monroe Baptist Children’s Home with my Sunday school class. After we toured the place and heard a few speakers on what life was like at the orphanage we all loaded up on the bus to head home. Everyone was talking about how sad the place was. I was confused. I didn’t find it sad at all! I thought the children there were pretty darn lucky. I found myself wishing I could live there. While living in a trailer about 12 ft x 30 ft with 7 other people, I thought the space at the orphanage was amazing! And no, they didn’t have parents but they had “house parents” who seemed to really care about them. I loved my mom and wouldn’t want to be away from her but I was thinking these orphans had a much better life than I did! Now that is sad! How bad must a child’s home life be to think they would be happier at an orphanage??