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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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