Unfortunately, it's too easy to blame the moms for neglecting their kids, allowing them to be exposed to violence, not keeping them clean enough. I have seen plenty of single moms here and they touch me deeply. They seem to know they are being watched and judged by the middle-class (white?) world. There is a vulnerability in their eyes, a wish to be liked that is as clear as the looks on some of the kids' faces. They have as much pride in their children as any other parent, obviously, and glow when told they have raised a polite, sweet, talented child. At HeadStart camp today, when I talked to Rebecca's mom about Rebecca's chipped tooth (a ball hit her in the face), the mom didn't blame us or get angry. She assured us it was alright and Rebecca really loved camp. All the little boys at camp said "thank you" when I gave them a napkin. Zoey, brimming with confidence, gave me a long list of the things she is good at: art, reading British authors, gymnastics, reading poetry, etc., etc. I asked her how she gets so good at so many things and she told me how she imagines that she is doing the thing very, very well, and then she imagines all the good things that might follow from that (a prize, a good grade, etc.). These kids were engaged and engaging, smart, active, resilient -- and how did they get that way? They were raised by single moms, women who try and try and try and so often succeed. Hurray for them.
marge
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Good morning
We are making scones this morning for the DOOR staff and the other group who is here--thanks to Susanne, Maddie S, Clara and Jack.
We have good news from Sunshine Academy. We found out that the little girl who was hurt on Monday (see Lilly Schafer's blog--is okay. The center director and her mom took her to the emergency room for treatment. We've been talking about the power of health care and who has access and who doesn't. This just pointed out what a difference health care makes for families and kids.
Yesterday I went to the Food Bank of the Rockies with Clara's team--Clara, Claire D, Henry, Sari and Julia. We helped put together the big distributions for groups and then spent the afternoon sorting chip bags. The supervisor then asked if we could help by sweeping and washing a warehouse floor--te team said "Yes" and took on a really grubby job. The supervior stopped me, shook my hand and wanted to tell me how great they were. I agree!
We are off to more projects, more people. Greetings to all,
Marsha
We have good news from Sunshine Academy. We found out that the little girl who was hurt on Monday (see Lilly Schafer's blog--is okay. The center director and her mom took her to the emergency room for treatment. We've been talking about the power of health care and who has access and who doesn't. This just pointed out what a difference health care makes for families and kids.
Yesterday I went to the Food Bank of the Rockies with Clara's team--Clara, Claire D, Henry, Sari and Julia. We helped put together the big distributions for groups and then spent the afternoon sorting chip bags. The supervisor then asked if we could help by sweeping and washing a warehouse floor--te team said "Yes" and took on a really grubby job. The supervior stopped me, shook my hand and wanted to tell me how great they were. I agree!
We are off to more projects, more people. Greetings to all,
Marsha
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
touring the city, meeting people
I am finally getting out into the community and learning the real stories;
On Tuesday we went to the love kitchen to serve food to the homeless. It was a small church and a small project, but I was glad to be there none the less. I remember the first man that came in, who sat in a corner, eating silently. There were too many of us for the job at that point and we were bombarding him with questions; do you need something to drink? Do you want some butter? Need any salt?
It soon became apparent that he was content with the meal and there was not much we could do for him. Slowly, we went back to our jobs. But as we continued working, I felt there was something left unfinished. Going back, I saw that he could use someone to talk to. And, bucking up my courage, i decided i was the one to do that.
I sat down and began making light conversation with this man, Peter.
"Where are you from?" I asked
"Nebraska"
And that's all that was needed (Nebraska is my home away from home). I learned that Peter and i had much more in common than i would have thought. I made a new friend that day, and i made someone smile. I will keep him in my prayers.
Later that day we went to the Sun Valley Neighborhood Projects in West Denver to hand out flyers for a barbecue at a local church (the Myx). I felt obnoxious at first, and was a little put-off when the first three houses i went to had their screen doors locked. Instead i met people on the street, talking to them and inviting them to the party. Generally, the people i talked to were very friendly. I was happy to see a few familiar faces turn up, and i made many new friends.
I met John, Mark and Paul (haha) in the line for the hamburgers, three adorable little brothers with a few teeth missing and huge smiles. I had a lot of fun with Mark, who would simply look around, smiling. I also got to talk to Devonte and Chris, two boys going into 7th grade who were already taller than me (what?!). I ate dinner in the play area behind the church with Jenae and her 4 siblings. I was inspired by the patience she had for the little siblings she had to look after, and her light spirit.
It seemed that every where i looked there were people happy to talk to me, people laughing, people playing, people opening up to strangers they may not have otherwise trusted. This building, blasting hip-hop, had not looked very much like a church to me, but as i looked around, and i saw these people, these perfect strangers and new friends, i saw God.
Bye!
-Sari
On Tuesday we went to the love kitchen to serve food to the homeless. It was a small church and a small project, but I was glad to be there none the less. I remember the first man that came in, who sat in a corner, eating silently. There were too many of us for the job at that point and we were bombarding him with questions; do you need something to drink? Do you want some butter? Need any salt?
It soon became apparent that he was content with the meal and there was not much we could do for him. Slowly, we went back to our jobs. But as we continued working, I felt there was something left unfinished. Going back, I saw that he could use someone to talk to. And, bucking up my courage, i decided i was the one to do that.
I sat down and began making light conversation with this man, Peter.
"Where are you from?" I asked
"Nebraska"
And that's all that was needed (Nebraska is my home away from home). I learned that Peter and i had much more in common than i would have thought. I made a new friend that day, and i made someone smile. I will keep him in my prayers.
Later that day we went to the Sun Valley Neighborhood Projects in West Denver to hand out flyers for a barbecue at a local church (the Myx). I felt obnoxious at first, and was a little put-off when the first three houses i went to had their screen doors locked. Instead i met people on the street, talking to them and inviting them to the party. Generally, the people i talked to were very friendly. I was happy to see a few familiar faces turn up, and i made many new friends.
I met John, Mark and Paul (haha) in the line for the hamburgers, three adorable little brothers with a few teeth missing and huge smiles. I had a lot of fun with Mark, who would simply look around, smiling. I also got to talk to Devonte and Chris, two boys going into 7th grade who were already taller than me (what?!). I ate dinner in the play area behind the church with Jenae and her 4 siblings. I was inspired by the patience she had for the little siblings she had to look after, and her light spirit.
It seemed that every where i looked there were people happy to talk to me, people laughing, people playing, people opening up to strangers they may not have otherwise trusted. This building, blasting hip-hop, had not looked very much like a church to me, but as i looked around, and i saw these people, these perfect strangers and new friends, i saw God.
Bye!
-Sari
Mission Work Through Golf
Working with kids has easily been the most fun part about the mission trip this year. Today we went to a summer camp that had kids grades 1-4. Work was the last thing on everyone's mind today. We got to play basketball, golf, go to the park, and play board games. The kids were super excited to play with the older kids and we all had a great time. I'm gonna miss them back in Minnesota.
- Aidan C.
- Aidan C.
Perfect World
In a perfect world, we wouldn't be able to do this.
Wouldn't be able to help.
Because there would be no help to be done.
No sorrow.
No pain.
No homelessness.
No... joy?
No smile at the sight of a toy care?
Of a cheerful wave, or caring,
Because they're already
THERE?
The book The Giver always sticks out to me, because I think it's so TRUE.
Without one emotion, we can never really experience another.
But how can we not wish for a perfect world?
How can we see this hopelessness, and pain, and not realize that for each person we help, there are so many we ignore?
And yet it's so insane that we're able to not help.
--Lian Simmer
Wouldn't be able to help.
Because there would be no help to be done.
No sorrow.
No pain.
No homelessness.
No... joy?
No smile at the sight of a toy care?
Of a cheerful wave, or caring,
Because they're already
THERE?
The book The Giver always sticks out to me, because I think it's so TRUE.
Without one emotion, we can never really experience another.
But how can we not wish for a perfect world?
How can we see this hopelessness, and pain, and not realize that for each person we help, there are so many we ignore?
And yet it's so insane that we're able to not help.
--Lian Simmer
Bridge Project
Today me and my group went to the Bridge Project, the same location we went to on Monday. For some reason I feel like today's experience was much more eye-opening then the previous time. Right off the bat when we got there a girl who I had somewhat connected with on Monday came up to me saying "I hate my life, I hate my life..". When I asked her why, she wouldn't tell me all she said was "Cause.". Later when they were doing assignments on the computers, the kids had an assignment to write about their favorite holiday. The same girl wrote "My favorite holiday is Valentine's day. I like valentine's day because you get lots of love." Her answer really hit me because later in the day, she was saying how she didn't want to go home, and she was dreading it. This little girl was by far the biggest impact on my experience here in Denver. I don't think I will ever forget her. Please keep Odyssey in your prayers.
Well it's 10:39 here, and I'm pretty sure lights out was nine minutes ago, so Ellie and I should really be getting to bed.
Goodnight all! Can't wait to see you on Saturday!
Lily Brown
P.S. - Mom can you clean my room so I can sleep all day on Saturday? Caroline broke my bed.
P.S.S- Simon, your pants are on fire.
GOODNIGHT!!!
Well it's 10:39 here, and I'm pretty sure lights out was nine minutes ago, so Ellie and I should really be getting to bed.
Goodnight all! Can't wait to see you on Saturday!
Lily Brown
P.S. - Mom can you clean my room so I can sleep all day on Saturday? Caroline broke my bed.
P.S.S- Simon, your pants are on fire.
GOODNIGHT!!!
Metro CareRing
Today a group of us went to the Metro CareRing food shelf. Some of us were given a client form, giving the number of family members, age of any children, and food items needed. We then took the forms, and gathered the items that were requested and handed them to the clients. Others had to work at stocking the shelves, or helping clients in a room where they could pick their own produce.
I spent most of my time their filling out client forms. The form itself gave a certain insight into who we were serving. The number of children, what kind of items they needed, and individual notes at the bottom of the sheet created images of a diverse number of people and families. Each one sitting down and having a meal.
Jack Nelson
I spent most of my time their filling out client forms. The form itself gave a certain insight into who we were serving. The number of children, what kind of items they needed, and individual notes at the bottom of the sheet created images of a diverse number of people and families. Each one sitting down and having a meal.
Jack Nelson
Hard work pays off
Wow! What a week so far and we still have two days left! Monday we went to a place called sunshine academy and besides all of the holding and throwing of the toy dinosaurs, those kids were really sweet and they defiantly made an impact In my life. Yesterday we went painting and that was a lot of work spending about 7 or 8 hours in the hot sun painting a house, garage, and a shed. Our thought for that day was even though we couldn't see the people we were helping, we were still making a difference in someone's life and that's exactly what it was! Later that night we also went to a great hip hop worship, we met many friendly people and even got invited to stay in the churches basement by a 5 year old but we decided to come home. Today we went to work with little kids at head start and we were in for a surprise when we learned that the kids were going golfing! We also got to join in and I'm sure those kids did much better than any of us. All of the kids were so polite and it surprised me and I really hope they stay that way! So far it's been a lot of fun and I can't wait to see how the rest of the week will turn out! Hope all is well back home. Hannah Frawley
Lutheran Family Services
Yesterday, I was in the group that went to Lutheran Family Services. We went to a warehouse full of the things people need for their homes-- mattresses, chairs, tables, toothbrushes, etc. We were preparing a house for a single man from Burma, so we had to pick out everything that he would need in his small apartment. It really wasn't that much, compared to what we're used to. I think the nicest thing we could give him was a TV, the worst being the fact that we could only give him one plate, cup, and bowl.
We did a lot of driving that day. Eventually, though, we got to the small apartment building. His apartment really was tiny, and it made me realize how big the houses we call small are. The man wasn't there yet, but we started bringing things into the house. There was barely enough space for a small kitchen table and two armchairs, and there were only two rooms, one of which was the bathroom.
After we moved everything from the big truck into the appartment, we were just kind of waiting around. In the room, Edmund found a small yellow toy car. We had seen a couple of little kids next to who I assume was a single mom, and Edmund gave the young boy the little toy car. The thing I remember the most about yesterday was how happy that little boy looked. It reminded me that smaller things than furnishing a home can make someone feel happy.
--Lian Simmer
We did a lot of driving that day. Eventually, though, we got to the small apartment building. His apartment really was tiny, and it made me realize how big the houses we call small are. The man wasn't there yet, but we started bringing things into the house. There was barely enough space for a small kitchen table and two armchairs, and there were only two rooms, one of which was the bathroom.
After we moved everything from the big truck into the appartment, we were just kind of waiting around. In the room, Edmund found a small yellow toy car. We had seen a couple of little kids next to who I assume was a single mom, and Edmund gave the young boy the little toy car. The thing I remember the most about yesterday was how happy that little boy looked. It reminded me that smaller things than furnishing a home can make someone feel happy.
--Lian Simmer
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Brothers redevelopment
Today two of our groups went to help paint a house with the brothers redevelopment project. We put a new gray coat on the house and the shed. We also began putting a new white trim. It was really hard work, but it felt very fulfilling when we were done! Now I have to sleep. Hope everythings going well!
- Charlie p
- Charlie p
Prayer of the Volunteer
Dear Lord,
Bless the food that we ate tonight for dinner. Bless the hands that prepared it. Bless the people who shared this meal with us, ESPECIALLY Lanae. She's fifteen, has six younger siblings, a single mother, and wants nothing more than her own apartment in West Virginia so that she can escape the prejudice and stereotypes she has to live with in the projects. She admitted that her father sells crack, and that part of leaving was getting away from him, and from a life she refuses to live. Please, please, take good care of her. She is the kind of girl who hugs strangers goodbye. Bless the refugee whose house I outfitted this morning with: a bowl, a light, a fan, a spatula, bedding, a bath towel, and a few forks and knives. Bless to our understanding the meaning of "bare essentials". We ask that you look over him on this, his first night in a new country.
We thank you, lord, for all the people who we met today who would make volunteering a part of their overwhelmingly busy lives. For Antonio, and Age, and TJ, and Horace. It is a noble life that they live. Watch over them tonight as they sleep. For the church that is housing us. I KNOW that we've ground cookie crumbs into their carpet. But I promise that for every crumb that I crushed by accident I packed a piece of furniture, or shot a basketball with the kids in the projects, or served a hot dog bun with great purpose.
Finally, keep an eye out for me. I'm trying my hardest not to faint this week, and I'm doing some of the best work I've ever done. Tom keeps telling us to carry stories with us; that to know someone's history is an honor. I have many more to gather.
AMEN.
-Maddie Schafer
Bless the food that we ate tonight for dinner. Bless the hands that prepared it. Bless the people who shared this meal with us, ESPECIALLY Lanae. She's fifteen, has six younger siblings, a single mother, and wants nothing more than her own apartment in West Virginia so that she can escape the prejudice and stereotypes she has to live with in the projects. She admitted that her father sells crack, and that part of leaving was getting away from him, and from a life she refuses to live. Please, please, take good care of her. She is the kind of girl who hugs strangers goodbye. Bless the refugee whose house I outfitted this morning with: a bowl, a light, a fan, a spatula, bedding, a bath towel, and a few forks and knives. Bless to our understanding the meaning of "bare essentials". We ask that you look over him on this, his first night in a new country.
We thank you, lord, for all the people who we met today who would make volunteering a part of their overwhelmingly busy lives. For Antonio, and Age, and TJ, and Horace. It is a noble life that they live. Watch over them tonight as they sleep. For the church that is housing us. I KNOW that we've ground cookie crumbs into their carpet. But I promise that for every crumb that I crushed by accident I packed a piece of furniture, or shot a basketball with the kids in the projects, or served a hot dog bun with great purpose.
Finally, keep an eye out for me. I'm trying my hardest not to faint this week, and I'm doing some of the best work I've ever done. Tom keeps telling us to carry stories with us; that to know someone's history is an honor. I have many more to gather.
AMEN.
-Maddie Schafer
Don't forget about the children...
Hey Everyone!
Just a quick post tonight. Basically today we went to this barbaque in the Denver projects. The houses in the projects are simple and well kept on the outside, not really what I was expecting. We passed out fliers for the neighborhood barbaque once the barbaque was in full swing, we got to play with the kids who showed up to the barbaque. The barbaque was amazing and was the perfect completion to my day.
What I came away with today is that we cannot forget about the kids in the projects. We often think about the problem causing parents and we rarely think about the children. These kids did not chose their living situations and we cannot forget them. So tonight please keep these children in your thoughts. They need someone to think about them in a positive way, someone to believe that they can make a difference in the world and that they really do matter as they are our future leaders.
Love,
Clara
Just a quick post tonight. Basically today we went to this barbaque in the Denver projects. The houses in the projects are simple and well kept on the outside, not really what I was expecting. We passed out fliers for the neighborhood barbaque once the barbaque was in full swing, we got to play with the kids who showed up to the barbaque. The barbaque was amazing and was the perfect completion to my day.
What I came away with today is that we cannot forget about the kids in the projects. We often think about the problem causing parents and we rarely think about the children. These kids did not chose their living situations and we cannot forget them. So tonight please keep these children in your thoughts. They need someone to think about them in a positive way, someone to believe that they can make a difference in the world and that they really do matter as they are our future leaders.
Love,
Clara
LUUUUUUUUV Kitchen
Hey Mac Plymouth blog community! Its my first post! (Hi mom and dad)
Today team 8 (Claire D, Julia S, Clara D, Sari O, and me) along with Marge and Suzanna worked at the Love kitchen at Redeeming Love church. The church has a congregation of only 35 people! 5 of which are men!!!! For the last 20 years they have served people from the community (the homeless or people just going through hard times) lunch 3 days a week. It was great to help serve and plate food. We also had conversations with them. In total, 8 people came in to eat. 3 men, 3 women, and 2 kids (two very cute 2nd graders).
The man running the kitchen today was Deacon Henry, a very spiritual guy who has worked in the kitchen for almost as long as it has been around. He was very into praying for everything and when we were sitting around he practically gave us an hour long sermon incorporating anecdotes and bible stories. His "grand baby" Jessica also helped out.
The one person who really touched me there was a man who Marge and I talked to named Rick. This man has been homeless for one year. When his mom was dying he was there helping her, but after her death, Rick's sister swept in and put her name on the deed to their mom's home. He had no where to go. Yesterday it rained and he told us how miserable it was to sleep outside and how his sleeping bag would be wet for the next week. He did not try to cover much up, he told us about the violence that takes place on the streets and the alcohol abuse he sees everyday. He even told us about his criminal record. He paused, took off his sunglasses so we could see his eyes. He was crying. He told us flat-out that he was suffering.
Despite his situation and his daily struggles, he believed that these struggles were going to pass and that God would help him if he was faithful to his lord. The world may have taken his house, money, and job, but what it hadn't taken was his self-respect. He told us about how staying clean to him was extremely important, and that he wouldn't enter a church if he was dirty. He still had his intelligence and his heart. he was a "survivor" and knew that if he could keep on going things would someday work out. Before he left we exchanged a hug and he told me to pray for him, and I would encourage everyone reading this to pray for Rick.
-Henry Bushnell
Today team 8 (Claire D, Julia S, Clara D, Sari O, and me) along with Marge and Suzanna worked at the Love kitchen at Redeeming Love church. The church has a congregation of only 35 people! 5 of which are men!!!! For the last 20 years they have served people from the community (the homeless or people just going through hard times) lunch 3 days a week. It was great to help serve and plate food. We also had conversations with them. In total, 8 people came in to eat. 3 men, 3 women, and 2 kids (two very cute 2nd graders).
The man running the kitchen today was Deacon Henry, a very spiritual guy who has worked in the kitchen for almost as long as it has been around. He was very into praying for everything and when we were sitting around he practically gave us an hour long sermon incorporating anecdotes and bible stories. His "grand baby" Jessica also helped out.
The one person who really touched me there was a man who Marge and I talked to named Rick. This man has been homeless for one year. When his mom was dying he was there helping her, but after her death, Rick's sister swept in and put her name on the deed to their mom's home. He had no where to go. Yesterday it rained and he told us how miserable it was to sleep outside and how his sleeping bag would be wet for the next week. He did not try to cover much up, he told us about the violence that takes place on the streets and the alcohol abuse he sees everyday. He even told us about his criminal record. He paused, took off his sunglasses so we could see his eyes. He was crying. He told us flat-out that he was suffering.
Despite his situation and his daily struggles, he believed that these struggles were going to pass and that God would help him if he was faithful to his lord. The world may have taken his house, money, and job, but what it hadn't taken was his self-respect. He told us about how staying clean to him was extremely important, and that he wouldn't enter a church if he was dirty. He still had his intelligence and his heart. he was a "survivor" and knew that if he could keep on going things would someday work out. Before he left we exchanged a hug and he told me to pray for him, and I would encourage everyone reading this to pray for Rick.
-Henry Bushnell
Monday, June 20, 2011
View from the Gathering Place
Today the DOOR folks invited Justine from the Gathering Place, Denver's only drop in shelter for women and kids. She was a wonderful, engaging, gracious speaker who handled dozens of questions from our youths, as Edmund (with some help) more or less turned it into a press Conference. It was great.
A couple of points stand out.
The Gathering Place welcomes all. No conditions. And clients do not have to join a case management system or otherwise Be subjected to anyone who will try to fix them. And no one have to prove anything to get services.
Another is that 50 percent of the homeless in greater Denver are women, and she had a theory about why most folks are surprised to hear that. When we see a Homeless guy on the street, we can construct a narrative about him. Bad choices or bad luck or bad health. We have seen enough homeless men that we are accustomed to the sight. But. Homeless woman and two toddlers? We can construct no easy explanation or no narrative that we can live with. So we put them out of our mind. And then we don't see them.
So, just getting started but we have seen and learned so much already. And we are hearing, again, that it is not us and them it is always us and us. All of us. Children of God and worthy of love.
Lights out, so more tomorrow. All are well, thanks for your love and support.
Lee
A couple of points stand out.
The Gathering Place welcomes all. No conditions. And clients do not have to join a case management system or otherwise Be subjected to anyone who will try to fix them. And no one have to prove anything to get services.
Another is that 50 percent of the homeless in greater Denver are women, and she had a theory about why most folks are surprised to hear that. When we see a Homeless guy on the street, we can construct a narrative about him. Bad choices or bad luck or bad health. We have seen enough homeless men that we are accustomed to the sight. But. Homeless woman and two toddlers? We can construct no easy explanation or no narrative that we can live with. So we put them out of our mind. And then we don't see them.
So, just getting started but we have seen and learned so much already. And we are hearing, again, that it is not us and them it is always us and us. All of us. Children of God and worthy of love.
Lights out, so more tomorrow. All are well, thanks for your love and support.
Lee
Bridge Project
The staff have worked hard to help the kids focus their attention.....critical for literacy. This, as we know is a challenge for the best of us in this electronic, multi.tasking world! Discipline is calm, predictable and firm but gentle. When the kind start to get too excited, the teacher tells them to give themselves a hug and make a bubble..which means their hands are wrapped around their chests and their cheeks are puffed out and lips pressed together, I.e. No talking. There are little rewards for hand-raising and good answers. Warnings are issued without voices ever being raised. And the kids do their work and they are learning; this outcome-focused program tests reading level at least twice each year. Not that the kids aren't going to be kids. One boy leaped out of his seat to slam his book against the wall, killing a spider the size of a Buick. Another girl finished every one of her brother's sentences by saying "he's lying." There was talking and running. But less than I would have thought possible; these teachers really know their stuff. The kids are slowly building their own library of books (some hundreds of pages long), answering questions about content (even after deliberate changes of subject), collecting mechanical pencils and plastic lizards. One telling moment.... Some of the boys gathered around Tom and were joking about Father's Day. Romeo, who had been quiet, distant, avoiding eye contact, got the most animated look we would see on his face all day and said (jokingly?) no, you're MY.dad." there were such moments. In fact, at one point I heard one of the littler girls say "and the he came back with a really big knife and pointed it at her and she was so scared!" I wondered if I should call the police...or was it a joke? No, she had stayed up til midnight the night before watching Scream 4! So much for making snap judgments about kids just because they live in the projects!
Marge
Marge
Gaining Perspective
Today i went to a daycare/summer school program for kids from the Projects with Lydia Nelson, Lily Brown, Claire Romey, and T-Money. They were all ages and probably the cutest kids I've ever seen. One of the hardest things about this day was being around these children who you know are struggling and hurting and not being able to give them a hug or just hold them when they try to crawl in your lap. We were discouraged from being affectionate physically with the kids because it was important for the kids to learn the value of their own personal space. We also didn't want them getting attached to us because we weren't going to be in their lives for more than a couple days. All of these kids were so bright and energetic, by the time our hour break came around we were all passed out on the floor due to pure exhaustion. This experience was one of the hardest and most heartwarming I've had in years and i know it will be one of my favorites of this trip.
Miss everyone at home! Hope the thunderstorms aren't freaking out the doggie anymore. i love you all. <3
-Kelsea W.
Miss everyone at home! Hope the thunderstorms aren't freaking out the doggie anymore. i love you all. <3
-Kelsea W.
keeping hope
Hey everyone!
Today, while packing boxes at the food shelf, I struck up a conversation with my partner, another woman volunteer. She was volunteering with an addict program and told me her story of slowly becoming an alcoholic and her realization that her life was out of control. As she spoke, I had this mounting sense of pride for her. In my lifetime,Ii have met a few addicts, but even fewer who admit to it, or believe that they can fight their way out of it.
I immediately thought of my dear cousin-once-removed who was the son of a drug addict. I held so much anger towards his mother, not for what she was doing to herself but for what she was doing to her son. I am glad that he has found a new home and a wonderful person to call "mom".
The woman i was working with says that she had joined rehab for her husband (they married less than a year ago), and worried that the two years she was spending in the program to save her marriage would cause it to fall apart. She said she cried every night thinking about how her husband night leave her. I didn't know how to tell her to have hope; i am just another person, just as lost and confused. Maybe that alone is comforting.
I wish her the best, and am honored to have met such an amazing and brave individual.
-Sari
Today, while packing boxes at the food shelf, I struck up a conversation with my partner, another woman volunteer. She was volunteering with an addict program and told me her story of slowly becoming an alcoholic and her realization that her life was out of control. As she spoke, I had this mounting sense of pride for her. In my lifetime,Ii have met a few addicts, but even fewer who admit to it, or believe that they can fight their way out of it.
I immediately thought of my dear cousin-once-removed who was the son of a drug addict. I held so much anger towards his mother, not for what she was doing to herself but for what she was doing to her son. I am glad that he has found a new home and a wonderful person to call "mom".
The woman i was working with says that she had joined rehab for her husband (they married less than a year ago), and worried that the two years she was spending in the program to save her marriage would cause it to fall apart. She said she cried every night thinking about how her husband night leave her. I didn't know how to tell her to have hope; i am just another person, just as lost and confused. Maybe that alone is comforting.
I wish her the best, and am honored to have met such an amazing and brave individual.
-Sari
Day 1
I love blogging. Today was our first service day. My group and I went to a daycare/ summer school to help out with the kids. Some of those kids we're smarter then I am... Overall it was a very rewarding and enriching experience. Well, its only monday, 4 more days to go. Deuces.
-Lydia Nelson
-Lydia Nelson
Day One
Today was really fun!
My group (Charlie, Aiden, Gianna, Hannah, Marsh and myself) went to Sunshine Academy to work with little children.
We arrived at 8:45 and got to work.
Charlie and I stayed with the two littlest kids while everyone else worked with the slightly older children and the two main staff members.
The kids were really mean to Charlie... they threw blocks at him and tackled him 24/7... it was honestly hilarious.
We had 3 hours of free time due to the fact that the kids had to nap. We first went to the Santa Fe Art District and walked around there for about an hour.
We then went back to the church and napped in the middle of the dining room floor. It was the most relaxing nap I've had in a while.
We returned to the Academy at 2:15 and did the same thing we did in the morning pretty much. This kid kept kicking me though... it hurt he was a strong kid!
I also helped a girl who had shut her finger in a door and her nail had pretty much come off. She was a twin too! So I told her about Maddie and Julia and helped distract her from the pain. It was sad because they didn't have health insurance and the mom couldn't be there until 6:30 because she was working.
Over all it was a good day... I'm really tired though...
Tomorrow my group and I are painting houses. Can't wait! :)
-Lily Schafer
My group (Charlie, Aiden, Gianna, Hannah, Marsh and myself) went to Sunshine Academy to work with little children.
We arrived at 8:45 and got to work.
Charlie and I stayed with the two littlest kids while everyone else worked with the slightly older children and the two main staff members.
The kids were really mean to Charlie... they threw blocks at him and tackled him 24/7... it was honestly hilarious.
We had 3 hours of free time due to the fact that the kids had to nap. We first went to the Santa Fe Art District and walked around there for about an hour.
We then went back to the church and napped in the middle of the dining room floor. It was the most relaxing nap I've had in a while.
We returned to the Academy at 2:15 and did the same thing we did in the morning pretty much. This kid kept kicking me though... it hurt he was a strong kid!
I also helped a girl who had shut her finger in a door and her nail had pretty much come off. She was a twin too! So I told her about Maddie and Julia and helped distract her from the pain. It was sad because they didn't have health insurance and the mom couldn't be there until 6:30 because she was working.
Over all it was a good day... I'm really tired though...
Tomorrow my group and I are painting houses. Can't wait! :)
-Lily Schafer
1st day of mission work for me
for my first day of MPUC Youth Mission work I went along with Jack, Hannah P, Maddy, Rose and Will to work at a day program for K-4 aged kids. They had a rain cancelled field trip and put together a day that involved breakfast served by us, group games followed by a discussion of music and then a songwriting excercise. I was astounded by the things these children came up with. More games then we made PBJ's for lunch. For the afternoon we went to a movie. The challenge there was herding.
What I found today was that the conditions these children experienced in their daily lives did nothing to dim the joy they felt in learning and play. Children are truly resilient and thrive given the smallest encouragement. It was a privilege to have been a part of their day.
John S (the newbie)
What I found today was that the conditions these children experienced in their daily lives did nothing to dim the joy they felt in learning and play. Children are truly resilient and thrive given the smallest encouragement. It was a privilege to have been a part of their day.
John S (the newbie)
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