Day 3
Today we took the donations that were given to us further in the year, and we organized them into tons of piles to take to the children. We sorted through clothing, food, medical supplies, school supplies, etc. While Kevin, Maddie and I were doing that, Meaghan and Douglas went to the market to buy extra food and supplies we could give to the children individually to take home to their families. We packed 90 separate bags individually with oils, soaps, a scrubber, pasta, rice, beans, a toothbrush, toothpaste, fluoride strips, floss, diapers, etc. We had them all in super colorful bags to give to the students on Monday (tomorrow). I’m so excited to see their reaction to having new food and items at home.
Day 4
Today was literally one of the most exciting days in my life. It was Monday, so we went to Escuela Especial today to see the children. The entire ride there I was so nervous, excited, happy, scared, SO many different emotions ran through me I couldn’t even handle it. We packed the 90 different bags into the taxis and when school was out at noon, we would pass them out to the students.
When we got there, I was assigned the room that I cleaned a few days before: the pre-school room. I was really excited! I walked right in with one of the translators, Kristal, and the first thing I saw was one student, Tatiana turn around and give me a smile that lit up the entire room. I worked with them and at first kinda felt intrusive and really different, but when the teacher, Marta, had the kids sit on the floor and pass a basketball to one another it was like I was home. Everyone was happy, and every person in the room was smiling. I rolled the ball to a lot of students, some of them unable to hold/ grasp the ball so they just smiled and laughed while the ball rolled on their lap.
When it was lunchtime, we watched the children eat. Most of them are not properly fed at home, and so when the school provides them lunches it is a big deal for them, the teachers and us.
After lunch Kristal and I walked to the room for the deaf and it was full of gorgeous young girls staring at us. We sat right down and saw the activity they were doing: they were making jewelry to sell to buy things they could use at school. They first started signing sign language towards me asking me if I spoke sign language. I just responded with the sign for "a little bit". The were so interested in my hair color (they were positive that it was fake and dyed, they're not used to seeing natural blondes) and they were asking my name. In sign language, it's really hard to always sign someone's name by spelling it out, so they make a new sign for you using the first letter of your name in sign language. After a while of deciding, they decided my new sign for my name where they would take their first 3 fingers (an M in sign language) and touch each side of their mouth because it symbolizes my dimples. Every person has their own sign language name and it is something characteristic about it. I think that was so much fun to witness and be part of.
At the end of the school day (noon) the children were so excited when we handed out their bags to them. They lit up and their faces were so pure and kind I couldn't even believe it was real.
After school was over, Douglas, Jenna and I all traveled to the Social Services building in Rivas, to go to the homes of former students, and hopefully future students to persuade them to bring their child to Escuela Especial. We went to two houses today, and at the first house it was just one big room that 22 people have to sleep in. Grandmas, children, babies, parents, grandchildren, etc. So many people in one house I could just not even believe it. They slept on chairs, floors, beds, everywhere they could find. There were 3 children there that had special needs. There was one child, Alexis, who was two years old and blind. There were 2 more children who both were brothers with the same dad, and they both were mentally ill. One of them was Luis Pablo who was 13 and had aggressive problems. His brother, Nicky, was 17 and had attended Escuela Especial for 2 years until he was too old.
The second house we visited was a little different. There were two children with special needs here, Franklin and Enclara. Franklin was 15 and Enclara was 12. They both sat in cribs their whole entire lives, since when they first could have gotten help, the living conditions were so poor the physical therapist couldn't be able to help them. We did not see them because they were not there when we were, but we heard about them from their older brother who was at home when we visited. Franklin and Enclara were not taken care of when they were younger, to the point where now there is nothing we can do to help them. Their bones and limbs are so bent and cripples that even straightening their arms will break them. I wish there was more I could do for them. I really hope I can see them before the trip is over.
The second house we visited was a little different. There were two children with special needs here, Franklin and Enclara. Franklin was 15 and Enclara was 12. They both sat in cribs their whole entire lives, since when they first could have gotten help, the living conditions were so poor the physical therapist couldn't be able to help them. We did not see them because they were not there when we were, but we heard about them from their older brother who was at home when we visited. Franklin and Enclara were not taken care of when they were younger, to the point where now there is nothing we can do to help them. Their bones and limbs are so bent and cripples that even straightening their arms will break them. I wish there was more I could do for them. I really hope I can see them before the trip is over.
Thank you all so much for the support!
- Makena