Honduras Part Dos

So, I left off telling you about the hospital visit. Well, after we left the hospital we went out to the community of (sorry about the spelling) Nuave Orinental. It is a community that was given to the people after the hurricane in 98 that wiped out villages.

I personally think that the community is very beautiful. From the front door os many of the houses you look out to see huge mountain ranges. But, I can see why some people might have a hard time adjusting--you have to walk up and down gargantuous hills in order to go to the market or just to visit your neighbors.
While we were there our team split into two groups. One group passed out clothing and the other group passed out food boxes from door to door. Ok, think back to what I told you earlier....Steep hills... I was a hill warrior. I have a video clip of our food passing out trek that I will attempt to attach. A member of each family had to be at home in order to receive a food box and they could only have 1 box, but what amazed me was that instead of asking for more than the alloted 1 box the families would point us to thier neighbors to make sure thay to recieved a food box as well.
After we passed out the food boxes our group went to the school houses of the community, where the cloths distribution was going on, to play with the kids. Some of the group played games with them or sang songs with them. I did what I do best...take pictures and videos.

This is my favorite picture from that day. Is that not the cutest picture ever? Well, this is where I have to end this blog. Jeremy and Evelyn are coming over to talk Honduras.

Tune in next time for Honduras 3: carnivals, soccer and being HOT!!

Honduras Part Uno

Ok well, I did not get a chance to update while in Honduras, so I am just going to hit the highlights of the trip.

While reading this remember: This is my online journal of events in my life and my thoughts. Enter at your own risk.

First of all, I would like to share that Judy once again got stripped searched at the Nashville airport. I know it was because she is Canandian! This is Judy.

Our first day in Honduras was different than usual. As soon as we got off the plane we went to the town on Santa Ana, which the locals pronounce Santana. We got right to work moving very large cinder blocks. During this time Judy and I decided to throw out new words we had learned this year in PT school. Everyone commented on of smart we sounded!!

Santa Ana is a cool little town outside of Tegucigalpa (the captiol). There is a plot of land that IRC bought to build a medical clinic, duplexes, an orphanage and a school house. Some from our team worked there for 3 days straight digging drainage ditches and other things.

On Friday July 15th I went with a group to a hospital to play with the little kids who are sick or hurt. For those of you who know me this was a challange for me, but I got the honor of meeting a little boy of 2 yrs named Jorge. I do not speak alot of spanish so what I gathered was he had a heart problem. He was very pale but he was CUTE and I only got to stay with him for about 20 min.

After I left Jorge I went across the hallway and into a room with a little 7 yo girl. I cannot remember her name but she had the prettiest eyes. She never sat up and I never could understand what her mother was trying to tell me what she was in the hospital for.

Some of the children were at the hospital all day without their parents because the parents cannot afford not to work, and some of the children lay on beds without sheets but lay on the plastic of the mattress. I know that may seem just awful to us, but those plastic mattresses they were sleeping on might have been the first real bed they have ever sleep on.

Terry made a journal for us to keep and one of the questions that was asked was what is our biggest challange right now. Last year I did not go into the hospital and this year I went away feeling numb. My heart hurt for the kids but I did not let myself be affected or my heart broken. This is was my answer for that question after a few days of thinking and searching--I have not been allowing myself to feel emotions.

Ok my fingers are tired. Tune in again for the next installment of Honduras 2005--Anna style!

PS-- sorry if pics are in the wrong places or not even on the page, I am still learning this blog stuff.