Established in 2005, Nepal Orphans Home (NOH) is a charitable organization administered in North Carolina, with operations in Nepal. NOH operates four children’s homes for more than 130 boys and girls in the Kathmandu Valley. The children are orphans or have parents unable to provide for them. Most of the children in the homes are girls, since they are more likely to be subjected to abuse and deprivation in Nepal. More than half of our girls have been rescued from lives of bonded servitude in western Nepal.
Nepal Orphans Home is a grassroots organization supporting what its founder, Michael Hess, has committed his life to doing: rescuing Nepali children from deplorable living conditions and giving them a chance to grow up with an education and health care. Along with these basic rights, the children experience a happier childhood, a safer environment, three meals a day, a bed to sleep in, and suitable clothing. Such ordinary expectations for children, but not so ordinary in the lives of many Nepali children.
Nepal Orphans Home attends to the welfare of children in Nepal who are orphaned, abandoned, or not supported by their parents. NOH provides for the children’s basic needs of food, shelter, and clothing, as well as schooling and health care, and administers to their emotional needs with love and compassion, allowing them to grow up in a nurturing environment. Our mission is not just to rescue children from abject poverty, but to enable the children to develop and realize their potentials.
Michael Hess found the orphanage in March 2005. This is the story of his discovery.
One fateful day many months ago I walked over the crest of a hill that I had found myself gazing upon nightly from my balcony. The crest was only a mile away, a 20-minute uphill walk. With each step I was leaving the hustle and noise of Kathmandu farther behind and entering a world of relaxed harmony, a quiet and serene landscape of individual small homes with gardens, and more chickens and goats than pedestrians, on the rocky dirt road snaking towards the top. There was a powerful energy of goodwill emanating from the smiles of every person I would pass.
A friend of mine had found an orphanage another mile distant that she said needed some help, and she was anxious to take me there.
As we hiked I felt a tremendous sense of clarity, an awareness that I was in a moment of divine intervention; an unaccountable, quiet excitement started coursing through me that suggested something pretty remarkable was taking place in my life.
When we reached a miserable, abandoned-looking little house I couldn’t imagine anyone living there. “This is it,” my friend offered, and I was sure she was joking. It was still—not a sign of life in the midday heat—and so small. “Namaste!” my friend called out, and in moments we were engulfed by the kind and cheerful residents, some eager, some shy, as they poured out of the house led by “puppy,” the small house mascot and protector. The spirit that came like a cloud around us was thick with love.
It seemed like a reunion had taken place when several hours later I waved goodbye. I felt that all of my life's work was in preparing me for this moment, and I am ready.
The Chelsea Education Center
The Chelsea Education Center (CEC) is well into its second year of vocational training. Classes currently include motorcycle repair, shoemaking, music, computer software, computer hardware, tailoring, hair styling, and mobile phone repair. The center also offers workshops in a variety of life skills such as decision-making, organization, public speaking, and managing expenses. Many thanks to Glenn Detrick for spearheading and guiding this significant project in memory of his daughter Chelsea.