This is Our Story


This is a story about two people at opposite ends of the world that had a dream to build a home for “orphans”.  But children without a home or family feel worse when referred to as “orphans”, so they are our “angels and we gave them a home. 
Jaaja Barb’s Home of Angels is the name of their dream. 

My name is Barbara Giraud and I am a 72-year-old grandmother.  This translates to “Jaaja” in Lusoga and our dream was named in my honor.  I work from Canada with a 26-year-old young man named Edwin who lives in Jinja, Uganda and of course with God, who is in full control over all that we do.  Whether these children were sick or living in the garbage dumps, we wanted to put them into a home; to have them go to school and learn to be productive citizens in their country.  We felt there must be a way to help these children but we both had no idea how to start such a project.

God always provides a way, and for us He chose banana bread.

Who would have ever imagined that a loaf of bread would be the beginning our journey? 13,000 loaves later, we are now well on our way to providing the needs for these children.  Thanks to Save on Foods and their donation of ingredients, 100% of the sales go to our home brick by brick.  Thanks also to Global TV for their broadcasts on the nightly news as this has given us the exposure we needed to tell our story.

Currently we have 33 children but have built housing for 50 in the future.  The donation and sale of a cow provided the funds to build a well and we have been pumping 5000 liters/hour of water for 9 years now.  We built a nursery school on the farm compound in order to educate our 17 children under the age of 5-years-old. Vegetable gardens are also thriving on one end of the property to provide nourishment for the kids. The home and farm, with many banana, mango and avocado trees are enclosed with 8’ walls for security.  All this started in 2009 with the sale of home made banana bread, baked 4 at a time in my kitchen in Abbotsford.  I had no idea this would be possible from such humble beginnings.

 “At the end of life we will not be judged by how many diplomas we have received, how much money we have made, how many great things we have done.  We will be judged by “I was hungry and you gave me to eat, I was naked and you clothed me, I was homeless and you took me in.  Hungry not only for bread, but hungry for love.  Naked not only for clothing, but naked for human dignity and respect.  Homeless not only for want of a room of bricks, but homeless because of rejection.”  

 -  Mother Teresa