I worked at a little people school today with the Lime team. We put up three “baboon” swings today. A rope tied to the tree with a wooden seat with a hole in the middle for the rope to go through with a knot underneath. We put goal posts on an adobe mud brick wall for the kids to play soccer. We also enclosed a toilet, which sat wide open in the corner of the walls of the school yard. Before the teachers had to sheild the children from onlookers with their bodies to allow for privacy & there was no roof to protect them from the rain. We put a gate up to keep the children in the school yard. We cleaned out a 12X8 storage room which will now become a classroom, we put up a white board for the teacher & some shelving for books. The new classroom is mudbrick walls, corrugated steel roof, no windows, dirt floor & a doorway with natural light. These are the lucky children in Gauatemala because they are being educated.
Before we left we had to teach the children how to swing & how to kick the ball into the goal post. They seemed very reserved, partly because they had never seen white people before & secondly because they don’t get a lot of interaction with adults at home.
At home the parents time & energy is consummed with survival. When we finally left they were all saying adios & clapping.
The teachers were very appreciative that we took the time to play with the children & that someone cared enough to come & work for 3 hours at their school. This is the beauty of missionary work, love has the power to change perceptions. It’s Gods work to change lives, we are just conductors for the Holy Spirit to flow through, God gets the glory & I get the satisfaction of knowing I’m doing something right. Amen.
