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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. :)

more little boys and thoughts

i have more stories. i hope you all are not bored of them.
during singing time with the team, dani, who is 6, randomly wanted to sit in my lap. and i was very happy to let him. later, while playing a game, he hurt his toe and was doing his best not to cry but was not succeeding. aaron took him to our kitchen and i followed. i came in and he was sobbing in the chair with his foot in a chair in front of him. no little kid wants to be by himself when he is crying and in pain so i picked him up and set him in my lap. after calming down and gettting his toe fixed he put on tenis shoes and was back to playing. i laughed as i thought... these kids know i am here to love on them and they are willing to take that love i can give them, despite all of the new teams that come in. like patti said.
later i went upstairs and played uno with the girls.

we just got a new fan yesterday.yay. you would think that it would be easy to put together with picture instructions that a five year old could read. whoever designed the fan did not have easy assembly in mind. however, it is together (for the most part) and working.
before we had the fan though i was laying in my bed, in puddle of my sweat, and thinking. i dont know what two months will mean in the end for me. is this the start of something long term for me or will it be these two months and then one week in the summers afterwards. i dont fell a calling to be here now, i need to finish school. but i dont know what the future will hold. just thinking.

michelle and david... i hope you are eating lots of breakfast and cake for me in alabama!!

water guns and bubble gum... not a good idea

what team thought that it was a good idea to give little boys water balloons and water guns?? obviously a team that did not stay and see them put to use. getting squirted constantly with warm water is not my idea of fun.
well, it is a new week. this me3ans two new teams and new duties for me! this week i get to help cliseria cook for the teams. and i am not complaining! food is good in my book. especially cliserias food.
last night some of the younger boys decided to congregate around julia and myself. we are all trying to talk to each other, which is funny in and of itself, and here comes lizandro. he needs a place to hide for hide and seek. so we hide hime under a pile of dirty scrubs and he is very happy to let up cover him up. for hiding spot number two we hide him in the garbage can. nice, typical little boy. i love it.
then, later that night, the interns got bored while sitting in the kitchen and somewhere along the line someone got out half a bag of gum balls. so we start chewing and making a gum wad. i dont know how many calories we consumed and or how much sugar. it was funny until the pile started leaking spit onto the table. we then decided it was time to throw it away. all the while are are listening to music and talking to edi. sometimes i think he just laughs and finds it all very amusing.
almost forgot! nicole and brittany... i found fred in our old room. fred was the fan my mother bought last year and we all decided to name it. dont ask. i was so excited to have a fan (i stole it from the one of the team rooms)i brought it down stairs to my room and rigged it up with an extension cord so it would work. so to cut the story i had a nice fan for two days and it now decided to die on me and it quit. great. no fan. myrtille said she would buy another one for us though.

i cant believe that this is week three! i have mixed emotions when a new team comes because the kids all want to be with them and i dont want to be forgotten. which is stupid on my part because the world does not revolve around me and the kids are not mine! but really that is an unrealistic fear because the kids still want to be with me. i did want to killl the few boys that had to water gun the other day though. our shared kitchen drives me crazy for various reasons. i just have to keep telling myself that it is ok, i need to let it go. all in all i am good though. i really love the girls i am here with and the people that i am working with. i am still struggling through the language though.