Vasny Eliab Life Story
Anyone who knows Eliab Vasny can attest to his unique and special qualities. He is a self-taught individual who speaks seven languages. With a natural curiosity about how things work, he quickly masters and refines his understanding. Below, you'll find his life testimony. We are very proud of him and continue to pray for his success in his endeavors.
Before arriving at the Hogar, my early memories were shaped by life in two other orphanages. The first, Nuevo Amanecer, holds the most vivid recollections for me. It was a vast place, complete with an apiary and a large herd of cows—so large that milk trucks would come to collect the milk, which was drawn by vacuum pumps. I have unforgettable memories from there, like the sting of bees and the pain of a broken arm, which I suffered while trying to reach for mangos. One day, we took a trip to the beach, riding in the back of a wooden cattle truck. Passing by the airport, I saw airplanes for the first time, and at the beach, I marveled at the sight of a cruise ship and a dog swimming in the sea with its owner. The vastness of the ocean left such an impression on me that it even haunted my dreams with water-filled nightmares.
My journey continued when my mother, upset by the perceived mistreatment we were experiencing at Nuevo Amanecer, filed a complaint that led to our transfer to a second orphanage, known only as “Hogar Temporal.” This place, as the name suggests, was a temporary shelter where children stayed before being placed in a more permanent home. Despite its small size, I fondly remember the caretakers giving us a glass of milk at night and letting us watch the Rugrats.
Eventually, we were moved to Hogar Nazareth, where everything felt different, perhaps due to the constant rain that seemed to greet us upon arrival. Each step in this journey has shaped who I am, leaving behind a tapestry of experiences, both challenging and unforgettable.
My time at the Hogar was a mix of routine and adventure, with the boys’ section known as “the farm” becoming my world. We had our fair share of chores, alongside school and church, but there was a certain freedom in the simplicity of our daily lives. I was just a kid who found solace in being alone, often drawn to the animals around the farm. Whether it was tending to tasks or just wandering off to be with the animals, those moments gave me a sense of peace and connection to the world. Life there wasn’t without its challenges, but for a kid like me, it was an experience that blended structure with the simple joys of childhood.
During my time at the Hogar, I learned some valuable lessons that have stayed with me. Life taught me the importance of resilience—no matter where I was or what challenges I faced, I found ways to adapt and grow. My relationship with God deepened as I sought guidance and comfort during difficult times, learning to trust in His plan even when it wasn’t clear. The sense of family, too, became more than just blood ties; it extended to those around me, whether it was the boys at the farm or the animals I felt connected to. I realized that family isn’t just about who you’re related to, but also about those who stand by you and the bonds you build along the way.
I left the farm in August 2005, just before my 14th birthday. My mother visited me one day, after my brother had escaped from the farm. Unlike me, he never liked it there and had tried to leave several times before. My mother, unable to find him, convinced me to come with her, promising a brighter future. I agreed, eager for a change.
When we arrived in Tegucigalpa, my father, who ran a small tire workshop, was furious to see me. He knew he couldn’t provide for me, as they already had four young children to care for. Within a week, my mother’s friend found me a job in construction, but it wasn’t for me. The work relied more on brute force than intelligence, and I quickly realized I needed something different.
I left to stay with my older sister and found work as an upholsterer’s assistant. Though I knew nothing about it at first, I quickly became skilled, so much so that my employer asked me to live and work with his family. Upholstery became my second great ambition, after my earlier dream of becoming a veterinarian.
But despite my hard work, the man’s wife treated me poorly, and I was never paid for my efforts—just given food and a place to sleep.
When I finally mastered the craft, I decided it was time to leave. I left quietly, taking nothing with me, to show them I owed them nothing despite all I had given. By then, I had become a valuable member of their family, but their mistreatment when I needed help the most left a lasting impact. I had vowed to work hard, excel, and then leave when no one expected it—and that’s exactly what I did.
I returned to Tegucigalpa to help my family, learning to repair tires alongside my father. It was a good time, reconnecting with them. In 2010, I returned to Comayagua, having briefly reunited with my brother. We planned to travel to Mexico together in search of a better future, but when he disappeared again, I was left to continue on my own. And that is how I came back to Comayagua.
Several defining moments shaped the course of my life, each leaving a lasting impact on who I’ve become. One of the earliest was my decision to leave the Hogar with my mother. It was a moment filled with hope and the promise of a brighter future, but it quickly became a harsh lesson in the realities of life. Arriving in Tegucigalpa and realizing that my parents couldn’t provide for me was a stark awakening. It forced me to grow up fast, to find work, and to navigate the complexities of the adult world at a young age.
Another pivotal moment was my decision to leave the upholsterer’s family after honing my skills. The choice to walk away, despite the security it offered, was my way of reclaiming control over my life. It was a moment of self-assertion, where I recognized my own worth and refused to settle for less than what I deserved.
These experiences, along with the time I spent at the Hogar, taught me about resilience, self-reliance, and the importance of forging my own path. They were the moments that defined my journey from a boy trying to find his place in the world to a young man determined to shape his own future.
Currently, I live in Santa Cruz De Yojoa, Cortez, where I continue to work for Interprenet, an American company based in Chicago. As a senior technician, I’m dedicated to advancing my professional career while also studying programming to further enhance my skills. I’m a proud husband and father to two wonderful children: my 12-year-old daughter, Keylin, and my 8-month-old son, Oceans. Though I now live far from Comayagua, where most of my friends reside, we make it a point to visit once a month. These visits are always a highlight, filled with soccer, laughter, and good times.
God has been a guiding presence in my life, providing strength, purpose, and comfort in times of uncertainty. Through faith, I’ve found a sense of direction and peace, helping me navigate challenges and celebrate successes. God’s teachings have shaped my values, encouraging compassion, integrity, and resilience. In moments of doubt, prayer and reflection have offered clarity and reassurance. Overall, God’s influence has been the source of inspiration and moral grounding in my journey.
I am profoundly grateful for the many blessings and opportunities that have shaped my life. First and foremost, I want to express my deep appreciation for the love and support I’ve received from the Lagestee family, the Jones family, and so many others who have been instrumental in my spiritual and personal development. Their guidance and kindness have been a cornerstone in my journey, helping me navigate life’s challenges and become the person I am today.
I am especially thankful for the incredible opportunity to visit the United States, a life-changing experience that broadened my horizons in ways I could never have imagined. Through AGC I was able to attend university in the United States. Staying with Mike and Margaret Jones during that time was a privilege, and their hospitality made me feel like I was part of their family. This experience not only allowed me to improve my English but also gave me the chance to pursue higher education, ultimately leading to my graduation from college and the connections working for interprenet.
These opportunities have been more than just milestones; they have been transformative experiences that have opened doors I never thought possible. I am deeply grateful for the friendships, the lessons, and the unwavering support that have helped me along the way. Every act of kindness, every bit of encouragement, has left an indelible mark on my heart, and for that, I am eternally thankful.
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