Thursday. Today was basically the same as yesterday. Our day started with the 6:30 alarm that we loved oh so much. We expesically loved it that morning due to the long night of barking dogs, people snoring, birds chirping, and wicked rain. Needless to say it was a long night for some of us. After a very slow wake up, we started eating breakfest around 7:00, that consisted of french-toast, fruit, cereal. The breakfest proved filling and gave us energy for the task a head.
After breakfest we headed out to our carriage that happened to be a pickup truck driven by a crazy man. I think his motto was make the americans fly out of the bed of the truck. Our determination to stay in the truck proved greater than that of the driver trying to throw us out. After safely arriving on the Scene, we wasted no time of kicking into gear. The sand pile proved no mach for our skill. It went from a huge mountain to nothing at all. Up and down the "hill" we went for four hours, hauling sand down and hiking back up. At the end of our time their we turned the mountain of sand in to two bags of sand left.
The trip back to the village proved no safer then the ride in, but we some how managed to stay in the bed of the truck. Siesta time came next, and it was much needed for most of the crew. Some of the crew just never stopped, and kept going until after dinner. As lunch rolled past the idea of water ballons came up and a few brave ones stared filling up water ballons. The few water ballons that were filled up turned into an all out war. The kids caught on quickly, and learned how to fill up the ballons with water. The two sides of the war were the village kids, and the few but determined americans, Jenny, Miranda, Joe, and Robert. The odds were to great and the stress of war caused the americans to turn on each other. It sooned turned in to an all on all fight. The fight might of gone on all day but we had to break for VBS.
The turn out that day for VBS that day was amazing. It was well over 100 kids from the community that showed up. After we got them all seated, and setteled down we sang a few songs, and went straight into our lesson for the day. Th concept for the day was red, and white. It would have been impossible if it wansn't for our fearless translator Cesar we never would of been able to get the message across. The message lead to coloring, whitch proved to be by far the most favorite thing to do.
Games came next, and I have decided that relys may not be the best thing to do. The concept of team work wasn't their yet. They did however have the biggest smiles, and it gave me one of the best feelings ever to see that. I started wondering what america would look like if we were to smile like they did. The afternnoon was spent hanging out with kids of the village, and getting our butt kicked in Soccer, (excuse me fútbol). Then came dinner. Dinner lead in to Cesar's "Class." The concept would take 100 pages to explain but it left me thinking. The concept was complicated, but he left it for you to make sense of it yourself, and apply it your own way. Following the class was filled with giggles, cold showers, more giggles, lights out, more giggles, one or two go to beds, and a long night of peacefull sleep. :) "Wink Wink"
By: Robert
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