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it is amazing the different relationships that are formed during a longer period stay. most of the teams come through and get really attached to the little/younger kids. which is understandable... who doesnt love a snotty little boy that wants to sit in your lap or a little girl that will grab your hand and lead you off somewhere. over the past few weeks i have gotten to know some of the older ones here-edi, martin, jesus, omar, martha, angel and they are totally different relationships, but in a good way. (it especially helps that edi and martin speak english) it is a sad that some teams do not take the opportunity form those realtionships.
a funny thing is, i immediately notice the langauge difference in these realtionships. edi and martin speak english. so, if i dont understand what they are saying in spanish (after i have told them to speak slowly) they will tell me in english. i laughed at one of the little girls the other day. i didnt understand what she was saying and i told her so to talk slower. she did and i still did not understand. so, her solution was to just speak it louder to me, thinking that it would fix the lanuage barrier. oh, how i laughed.
but whatever the age of these kids, they want you to notice them, to talk to them, to love on them. i was asking euclides, one of the younger boys, the other day if he remembered andrew. as soon as i said the name andres his face lit up in the biggest smile and he was so excited to know that andrew was coming back. the kids will take out notes that they have had for forever and read them over and over again. things like notes, letters, and coming back mean so much to them. things that we get often and take for granted... at least i do.
i was talking with the other interns and aaron this week about the kids and their stories. most of the kids here are not orphans, they have families, and for whatever reason they are not wanted. my heart breaks for them knowing that they are not loved by the few people on earth, their family, that are supposed to love them no matter what. they are here, living with a ton of other kids that are not wanted. i can not imagine what that feeling is like and it makes my heart ache for them. but that is the result of a fallen world.
whatever the story or the age they are here and i have an amazing opportunity to love on them but to ultimately show them christs love. he is using me despite my own fallen and sinful nature. good thing i cant do it on my own. :)

yesterday emily and i took our laundry to the place down the hill... yes, we had to do it. the place accross the street is not open and quite frankly i dont want to take me laundry back there. (you can read about what happend to it last time somewhere down below) and when i say down the hill, i mean down the hill... this place is almost at the bottom. and when i say hill, i mean more of a decently steaped climb upward for a quarter of a mile. so i get to pick it up today and carry it up the hill to casa hogar. i am so not looking forward to it. and i use the term carry loosely... it might be dragging behind me at some point. :)