Actividades en el Biohuerto

Thursday we noticed a pumpkin growing in our garden!! Fiona and I are VERY excited. I ran around like a maniac telling all the children, madres, workers and volunteers. I believe the children think I am off my rocker. I know the adults do!

It is SO important that we get the kids to really invest in biohuerto (garden). Now, it is more of a chore they don't care for rather than a fun group work hour to bond us together. We have tried singing songs, playing garden appropriate games, discipline. I have even had a moment of weakness where I could not help but squirt them with the hose. Nothing seems to change the hum-drum attitude of the ninos towards our work.

So Thursday, I ran around like a maniac, loco gringa. I was singing the songs of this tiny pumpkin as if it one the mammoth contest blue ribbon in the Durham Fair. I praised God as if it could feed us all in it's tiny, green state. Yup. I made a fool of myself. In hopes to instill the importance of our garden project and the fun that it can be.

And the kids? They picked up buckets, filled them with water and helped water the other plants so that we could grow more pumpkins. They picked the bad plants, so that the good will grow stronger. Those with attention to more detail..... well, they sat at a mound and tried to kill every ant in sight. It was glorious. Some of the boys wanted pictures taken with the new discovery.

I have moments of near insanity over simple things. But I am not totally crazy. No, our first pumpkin will not feed us all. However, I praise God all the more, It feed our hearts and brought us together with much joy for one day. It fed my soul for want of whats to come.

Next step... Finding some semi-permanent shade.
oh.... and don't forget the tea I plan on making for the plants. A delicious mix of cuy (that's guinea pig) droppings and crushed mint leaves. Droppings for fertilizer and the mint to chase away the bugs. Yummmy!!



Biohuerto, Mi dolor...
Te te querio mucho!

New Arrival & Bedtime Prayers

Children never fail to make me smile. The way their minds are always traveling at warp speed is endearing. Yesterday my flip flop broke and one of the children, Abraham, proceeded to fix it by shoving a rusty nail through the bottom. He was so proud that he was able to fix it. I gave him big thanks and wore it...very carefully...for the rest of the day and picked up some new ones last night. Somehow A Tetanus shot, in Peru, is not on my top 10 list of things to do. I did read in my Spanish Phrase book last night how to ask a doctor to use a new syringe. That's good to know...

Friday 8am-Saturday 8am I watched the Chispas for Hilda. It was my first overnight in a house and I was to say the least very nervous. Turns out it was all for no reason. The girls were fantastic and all listened very well. the occasional teenage attitude and some "sibling" rivalry for attention but nothing out of the norm. We all had a fantastic time and the language barrier seemed almost non-existent. We played some games together during the day, listened to some music, did a little silly dancing. The older children enjoyed a Field trip up the sand dunes with some volunteers while the little ones played on the playground.

Bath time was lots of fun as always. I helped Zu-Zu and Erika shower and Angela helped to get them dressed while I kept the peace and showers going quick with the other girls. I ended up soaked.... as always. I miss tubs.

Meal times were great and the older girls were a big help. Zu-Zu has really warmed up to me and seems to LOVE being in the Chispas house. The girls in the Luces are to rough with the young children. Zu-Zu is a very bright girl and I think she will do very well. Angela and Sarah both gave me a break to eat and shower.

Bedtime went as smooth as it can with so many girls. I enjoy praying with the children and they get a great kick out of me praying in Spanish. When we were finished Nayeli said "Tia!! Muy Bien!" Aunt!! Very good! It was very cute. When I said prayers with Zu-Zu and Erika, I would say something, pause, and Erika would repeat my words and then wait for me to say more. After I said Amen she added something else that I could not understand, she said it very fast and then said Amen. Adorable!

Last night we received a newborn. Her name is Guadalupe and she is tiny! Only two days old. Such a beautiful baby with such a sad beginning. Her mother is thirty years old and lives in a nearby town. She was rapped and came to Trujillo to have and leave the baby. How such a perfect child and such a beautiful gift from God can come from a moment of such suffering, I can not understand. The little one is so sweet mannered, I pray she finds all the love due her. I know she has found much here. Before she arrived the volunteers raced around getting everything ready for her arrival. We reminded me of what it must have been like before father's were allowed in the delivery room. We kept asking each other "Is she here yet??!" She will only be here for a week because the orphanage can not take in children under two years old. I am sure this will be a learning experience for all of us.

Last night I realized I have only 10 weeks left in Peru. I am looking forward to the next chapter of my life but I am going to be very sad to see this one come to an end. I look forward to visits in the future and have decided to study Spanish more and find a job in the states that will involve working with at risk children. Where? Well that's up to God to show me the right direction.

Back "home"

They say home is where your heart is. In which case I am blessed to have many homes. I am back in Peru after a fantastic trip back home to see my family for the holiday. I feel sleepy and achy from traveling in planes, buses and taxis, I would put money down that I don't smell the best. But, it is good to be home.

Seeing my family was the rejuvenation I needed to set my course straight. Being tackled by pint sized children to rowdy teenagers and elated adults was the best welcome back I could have asked for.

I have a few things I want to complete in the next two and a half months. I feel like I am much more prepared now and have my mind wrapped around the path that needs to be taken a bit better. I hope.

In no certain order:

1) Be easier to live with
2) Have a conversation with a Peruvian, in Spanish, without either party needing to repeat, speak slower, or give up.
3) Play futbol.... if you have been here...you understand.
4) Have a better understanding of what it means to follow Christ.
5) Do it.
6) Get Healthy
7) Work with a smile instead of over focusing. You never know if someone can be mistaking your blank expression as unhappiness or Unwillingness.
8) Begin each day with a smile.

Here we go...

again.

Home Again...

My trip home has been an interesting one. Four Christmas celebrations, New Years games later, I am headed back to the kids in Peru!!! I leave JFK on Friday and hope to be back with the kids Saturday afternoon sometime. I can not wait to wrap them all in my arms. I miss their bubbly little faces.


The flight to ATL was an interesting one. I woke from a dead sleep to coming out of my seat when the plane dropped straight down I don't know how many feet. It was the most terrifying experience of my life. Can't wait to fly again.....


I did meet some interesting people in ATL who were all very willing to fill me in on the election happenings. The next few years will be a highly interesting time.


When finally, I reached JFK I ran through the HUGE airport to baggage claim where Stephen was waiting for me. He was a sight for sore eyes. Possibly the best hug ever. The drive home was terrible. in Peru you are scared for your life on the road because of the way people zig and zag in front of you. In the US it would be speed. I thought we would never make it home.


It was so good to see all of my family. I even got to see David and Katelyn!! They are both all grown up. Everyone is pretty much the same as when I left. Aunt Aggie looks younger, Dad has a grey beard (don't worry, it looks good Dad ;-) ), Mom is all healed from her hip replacement and doing well. Nana is still busy as ever, Mem is still crafting away and making beautiful things, Donna made sausage balls that if nothing else, I would have paddled home from Peru for, Fred has retired the Slim-Shady wear and discovered American Eagle, Uncle Ron and Uncle Mike came down with Martin and were able to celebrate on Christmas day, which made life so much easier for me (thanx!!), Paul makes the best shortbread in the world, and THAT is a sentence my English professors would cringe over. But, that's pretty much how this trip was.... run run run without a stop and rest. So much to do and so many people to see. It was fantastic. Minus the amount of Pepto I ate.

Six days turned into nearly three weeks. Doctor visits and medical tests later, we still don't know the reason for the stomach problems I have been having. No news is good news I guess.

My Mom's friend Lisa has given me some craft supplies for the kids and Stephens family donated some children's clothing. My sewing essentials are replenished thanks to Mom and I am ready to get back to work!!

Peanut butter in tow...

I can't wait to see the kids and hear all about how they have been, Christmas and the New Year's Eve party. I earnestly pray for a certain nine year old boy, that I get a good report from his Tia and he and a friend can come with me to see a movie or play some games to celebrate his good behavior.