more to come but we spent a fun time at the local elementary school getting swarmed by kiddos!
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This poem was written by Glenn Ireland after spending a day moving a pile of rocks from one spot to another while on a Habitat build in Bolivia a few years ago. It was hard work, and in the course of the day he wondered what in the world he was doing there! Upon reflection he figured it out......
This poem was written by Glenn Ireland after spending a day moving a pile of rocks from one spot to another while on a Habitat build in Bolivia a few years ago. It was hard work, and in the course of the day he wondered what in the world he was doing there! Upon reflection he figured it out......
I build for the child in the proud homeowners arms.
I build to replace the leaky roof, crumbling walls and unsanitary conditions.
I build to learn about the local people - their real history, their customs, their dreams, their plans.
I build to understand myself, others, the world.
I build for the shy wave of the homeowner's son or daughter.
I build so that Americans will be remembered for their personal generosity, not their government's strength, power or wealth.
I build to teach that Americans are just like everyone else.
I build because of the camaraderie of my fellow builders.
I build to visit behind the exotic places where poverty and misery flourish.
I build to see the market on a Saturday or the Jacaranda in bloom.
I build to taste the authentic food.
I build to bring hope of a new home to where despair says that there can be no adequate house.
I build houses, understanding and good will.
Glenn Ireland
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Nice job! What a great thing for you all to do for the kids! :-)
ReplyDeleteYou wouldn't believe how much we got mobbed! At one point I was pinned against a wall by probably 30 kids all totally pressed against each other. The idea was for me to sit at a table and make balloon animals. I could not even move my arms away from my body to give balloons to kids. We were so swamped that we had to give up the idea of making animals and simply passed out balloons that were not even blown up. There is a vision that will remain with me forever of a little girl, probably 8, packed in the middle of the crowd, obviously in some pain from the pressure of the other kids pressing against us all. She was literally no more that a foot from me but I was unable to get a balloon to her due to the frenzy. It was seriously surreal. Eventually the crowd subsided a bit and I was able to make mucho perros y asabes.
ReplyDeleteThese pictures, though a glimpse at our time there, are not NEARLY representative of the absolute mob scene of excited children! Several hundred were pressing in on all 14 of us, desperate to receive whatever fun we were offering. After several absolutely intense, and sometimes almost scary!, minutes passed, we were elated to still be standing and doing our very best to please. The students were delighted with our costumes, balloons, stickers, squeakers, tattoos, and most certainly our leader, Jessie's, fabulous magic. It was indeed a memorable experience for all!
ReplyDeleteDale - did you win 'best dressed male' for your outfit again?? Cheris - what? you're not in purple????!!! And Marcia --- I think I recognize your costume as well, but your makeup is much different. The group photo brought back great memories of Mongolia, and the discovery of Marcia's hidden Clown!!!! :)
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