• © Tomas Wüthrich

  • © Tomas Wüthrich

  • © Tomas Wüthrich

  • © Tomas Wüthrich

  • © Tomas Wüthrich

Dear Sponsors


I sincerely hope that you enjoyed the wonderful spring, just like I did. This year at that time I was in
Geneva for a short while and was allowed to experience the waking-up of the nature. It feels my
heart with joy to experience the life here but time to time I am also sad. Why not all the people in the
world can have such happiness, why not everyone can enjoy such beauties, why millions of people
are not able to be so happy at least for one day, as we are in the West for whole of our lives? Why
have we clean water from taps, enough to eat, shoes in the right sizes, clothes for every weather
condition, schools for our children, readily available medical care and peace - why millions and
millions don’t have these? Dear Sponsors, all these make me very sad and I am endlessly thankful to
you for your support, with which we can help thousands, so that at least they receive the minimum
to live a life with dignity.

Dear Sponsors

Quite a bit late, still I wish all of you good health for 2018 from bottom of my heart; but above all wishing that you never lose Hope; the Hope that world will become peaceful, most of all for those, who are suffering at the moment. It is the hope which makes it possible for us to think that everything will come out well.

Dear Sponsors

We, the members of the Lotti Latrous Foundation, our personals, our children, our patients in Grand-Bassam wish you all a happy and blessed New Year.

For us the New Year started off with a gift – as we made it- we have shifted to our new small village – our new domicile, where 25 children, 18 patients find care and protection. Now we also have two chickens, a cock and a cat. Above all there are happy noises of the children from the large garden, where old mango, banana and avocado trees grow. At Adjouffou we were awaken from the noises of the old taxis trying to start up and the aircrafts of the nearby airport blessed us with their kerosene, which polluted and clogged our lungs. Here in Grand-Bassam we have a wonderful weavers-pair, who wake us up before 6 o’clock with their wonderful chirping. We even have two free living parrots, who have built their nest here. We have clean air. The youngsters told me:

“Madame Lotti, this feeling here must be a pre-taste of the heaven…“