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Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Things I Want to Remember
Funny Things
Yolanda and her fried tilapia
The 'rats' in our cement walls - really monkeys on the roof
Getting our driver to finally laugh and talk with us
Liz asking a million questions, poor Dennis
Dongo constantly teasing me, you only pick on the ones you love (Bob laughing at this and helping him)
Dongo telling me that if I come back to bring him a liter sized bottle of aspirin
Me trying to understand what a short call is - how they ask to go to the restroom
The boys helping others keep honest when I was passing out cereal
The first bite into an African Snickers
Going to check out the white tent, jumping a gate, C ripping her shorts, and then a security guard opening the next gate for us.
Doreen's clay camera.
Jonathan waving hello as we drove down the streets
Mary getting chased by monkey
Me not being able to flush Ugandan toilets
Ordering burgers and getting chicken burgers
Everyone offering Jonathan their leftovers
Jonathan's ear and what came out of it
Mike stepping into a hole and being covered in 'stuff'
Lisa getting stopped by airport security in Dubai for her batteries.
Everyone spilling everything on Bob.
Yolanda and her fried tilapia
The 'rats' in our cement walls - really monkeys on the roof
Getting our driver to finally laugh and talk with us
Liz asking a million questions, poor Dennis
Dongo constantly teasing me, you only pick on the ones you love (Bob laughing at this and helping him)
Dongo telling me that if I come back to bring him a liter sized bottle of aspirin
Me trying to understand what a short call is - how they ask to go to the restroom
The boys helping others keep honest when I was passing out cereal
The first bite into an African Snickers
Going to check out the white tent, jumping a gate, C ripping her shorts, and then a security guard opening the next gate for us.
Doreen's clay camera.
Jonathan waving hello as we drove down the streets
Mary getting chased by monkey
Me not being able to flush Ugandan toilets
Ordering burgers and getting chicken burgers
Everyone offering Jonathan their leftovers
Jonathan's ear and what came out of it
Mike stepping into a hole and being covered in 'stuff'
Lisa getting stopped by airport security in Dubai for her batteries.
Everyone spilling everything on Bob.
Monday, July 16, 2012
Day 8- Monday
Oh my, this has been an experience. One that I would gladly do over again.
Sunday we went to Pastor Dongo's church. The music was incredible. They sang How Great Thou Art. It started off in English, then changed to their tribal tongue. So people were singing it in two different languages at the same time. Amazing.
The service was given by out Pastor Mary. There seems to be a theme going on, because there have been many times that the Fruits of the Spirit have come up in messages. It was neat to be there for two services and seeing how there are changes from the first to the second. It is a lot like teaching, if you teach the same subject all day. Your delivery is different each time.
I was able to see my Penny again. I live how she constantly runs to me. But at the same time, it reminds me of Riley and how much I miss her.
After church, we ate lunch then headed to the hotel for some much needed rest. We had been nonstop since Monday morning, and it was starting to wear on us.
Today we headed to the primary school. Or at least some if us did. We had a group at the primary school, some went and worked on a project, clotheslines, at the high school, and another group went to Jinja. Jinja is where the ladies make the beads for Buyamba Soles, the sandals. They went there to minister to the women. They also were able to let the women there try out new ideas of products they could make. The one I liked the best was the bag made from the sugar bags. They have sugarcane plantations around Jinja. Like I need another bag, but it helps out women who really need the money. Hopefully I can get one.
The best part of my day was when the child Riley and I sponser ran up and jumped in my arms. She came out of nowhere and surprised me. You see, Friday, she was a little apprehensive I didn't see much of her. But today was a different story. I gave her the sweet note Riley wrote her and she loved it. I can't wait until I see her tomorrow.
Our mission today was to had out over 800 tshirts we had brought with us. This meant we were carrying up suitcases full of tshirts up the stairs. And if we were short a couple of shirts, we had to run down, pick up more, then run back up the stairs. During one of the runs down and up the stairs, I walked back into the wrong class on the wrong floor. They had a good chuckle at my expense.
We also passed out silicon bracelets to the kids. Some of them need to learn, " You get what you get, and you don't throw a fit."
Then it came time to give the teachers some little gifts. Once they started grabbing, it was a free-for-all. Unfortunately not every one grabbed an equal amount. So i started taking things out of my backpack that O could share with the late comers. We learned some powerful lessons on this trip.
The rest of the time we were there, I spent time with the kids. I held some, especially Penny :), we walked around and talked, we shared favorite memory verses, they played with my hair. The older boys, Tom and Alex, took my camera for a adventure. They got some shots I would not of been able to get. It was a great day with the kids.
Pastor Dongo spoke to Rebecca about the teachers going into the classrooms tomorrow. So, it looks like I will be going into a P-1 and P-2 classroom tomorrow. I am interested in how they go about teaching their kids. They have alot of kids in a class. Don't think I will be complaining about 24 students next year.
Dinner was so fun tonight because people from each group were there to tell about their day. The poor men worked hard today. I think the ladies who went to Jinja had the best stories. My favorite was about the fried tilapia that still had its head, skin, and bones served on the plate.
Philippians 4:4
The picture is me and Rahima.
Sunday we went to Pastor Dongo's church. The music was incredible. They sang How Great Thou Art. It started off in English, then changed to their tribal tongue. So people were singing it in two different languages at the same time. Amazing.
The service was given by out Pastor Mary. There seems to be a theme going on, because there have been many times that the Fruits of the Spirit have come up in messages. It was neat to be there for two services and seeing how there are changes from the first to the second. It is a lot like teaching, if you teach the same subject all day. Your delivery is different each time.
I was able to see my Penny again. I live how she constantly runs to me. But at the same time, it reminds me of Riley and how much I miss her.
After church, we ate lunch then headed to the hotel for some much needed rest. We had been nonstop since Monday morning, and it was starting to wear on us.
Today we headed to the primary school. Or at least some if us did. We had a group at the primary school, some went and worked on a project, clotheslines, at the high school, and another group went to Jinja. Jinja is where the ladies make the beads for Buyamba Soles, the sandals. They went there to minister to the women. They also were able to let the women there try out new ideas of products they could make. The one I liked the best was the bag made from the sugar bags. They have sugarcane plantations around Jinja. Like I need another bag, but it helps out women who really need the money. Hopefully I can get one.
The best part of my day was when the child Riley and I sponser ran up and jumped in my arms. She came out of nowhere and surprised me. You see, Friday, she was a little apprehensive I didn't see much of her. But today was a different story. I gave her the sweet note Riley wrote her and she loved it. I can't wait until I see her tomorrow.
Our mission today was to had out over 800 tshirts we had brought with us. This meant we were carrying up suitcases full of tshirts up the stairs. And if we were short a couple of shirts, we had to run down, pick up more, then run back up the stairs. During one of the runs down and up the stairs, I walked back into the wrong class on the wrong floor. They had a good chuckle at my expense.
We also passed out silicon bracelets to the kids. Some of them need to learn, " You get what you get, and you don't throw a fit."
Then it came time to give the teachers some little gifts. Once they started grabbing, it was a free-for-all. Unfortunately not every one grabbed an equal amount. So i started taking things out of my backpack that O could share with the late comers. We learned some powerful lessons on this trip.
The rest of the time we were there, I spent time with the kids. I held some, especially Penny :), we walked around and talked, we shared favorite memory verses, they played with my hair. The older boys, Tom and Alex, took my camera for a adventure. They got some shots I would not of been able to get. It was a great day with the kids.
Pastor Dongo spoke to Rebecca about the teachers going into the classrooms tomorrow. So, it looks like I will be going into a P-1 and P-2 classroom tomorrow. I am interested in how they go about teaching their kids. They have alot of kids in a class. Don't think I will be complaining about 24 students next year.
Dinner was so fun tonight because people from each group were there to tell about their day. The poor men worked hard today. I think the ladies who went to Jinja had the best stories. My favorite was about the fried tilapia that still had its head, skin, and bones served on the plate.
Philippians 4:4
The picture is me and Rahima.
Saturday, July 14, 2012
God Cares School- Primary
Love
This is what you feel when you enter God Cares Nursery and Primary School.
Friday was our first day at the school. We were about to be taken on a tour and then the Baby, Middle and Top classes were dismissed for break. Every single one of us turned and opened our arms for the 3-6 year olds running towards us. We all at least 5 kids trying to hold on to our hands. it was fun.
Wednesday we had stopped by Dongo's church to pick up water, this is where I met the cutest little girl. I can't remember her name because I have been hearing a lot of names the past three days. She is in the baby class, and came running to me when she saw me. It reminded me of picking Riley up from daycare. Everytime she saw me, she gave me a huge hug.
I spent most of my time on Friday with two lovely girls, Daniella and Sonia, who are in the highest grade. They must pass a test to move onto the high school. They are very excited. They should me all around the school. As we walked through their classrooms they told me about Africa. They were very smart and had high ambition to go onto the University after high school.
We were able to see the rehersal of a program the students will put on for their parents soon. Some classes sang songs, some recited poems, and others did traditional African dances.
Saturday has been my favorite day so far. We really got to interact with the kids. Since it was Saturday, the older kids were in classes most of the morning. This meant I was able to spend time with the younger kids, which is where my heart is at this time if my life.
I helped Carrie with crowd control during haircuts. I monitored the crayons, teaching them to trade one crayon for other color. I handed out cereal, a real treat for them, one piece of Chex at a time.
The little kids love just holding your hand and sitting with you. Mainly because they don't speak much English. Some do not learn it until they get to school. They also love braiding hair. So they took out my ponytail and began putting braids in my hair.
I did get to see Daniella and Sonia today. The surprised me by having letters for me ready. So I must remember to write letters for them before we head to the school on Monday morning.
I spent time painting the offices today, even though Pastor Dongo does not believe. So basically, if I wasn't playing with kids today, I was painting. This made for a long day. Top that off with not sleeping well, and I am one exhausted woman.
It is going to be very hard to leave this place. These kids are precious. They love the Lord. They pray to him for us. We have more than we need, they have very little, but yet they pray for us. It reminds me of the woman who have only two coins and the rich gave more, but she gave more to the Lord. They put more value on the walk with God than most of us. They thank him for their trails, because they know a time will come when they no longer have them. They are walking down the road not taken now. They know they will be better for it later.
Fatima is a very inspiring young lady. She was a street child. The praisesGod every day for her blessings. She wants to become a doctor, and then open an orphanage for other street kids. She thanked us over and over again for coming to Uganda and working on their school.
Again, I wonder, who is doing the ministering here?
I can give love, money, knowledge and some elbow grease. But they are the ones who are showing me how to truly trust in the power of prayer.
I am going to have to come back here again. Maybe not next year, but within the next five years. It would be nice to come back every other year.
This is what you feel when you enter God Cares Nursery and Primary School.
Friday was our first day at the school. We were about to be taken on a tour and then the Baby, Middle and Top classes were dismissed for break. Every single one of us turned and opened our arms for the 3-6 year olds running towards us. We all at least 5 kids trying to hold on to our hands. it was fun.
Wednesday we had stopped by Dongo's church to pick up water, this is where I met the cutest little girl. I can't remember her name because I have been hearing a lot of names the past three days. She is in the baby class, and came running to me when she saw me. It reminded me of picking Riley up from daycare. Everytime she saw me, she gave me a huge hug.
I spent most of my time on Friday with two lovely girls, Daniella and Sonia, who are in the highest grade. They must pass a test to move onto the high school. They are very excited. They should me all around the school. As we walked through their classrooms they told me about Africa. They were very smart and had high ambition to go onto the University after high school.
We were able to see the rehersal of a program the students will put on for their parents soon. Some classes sang songs, some recited poems, and others did traditional African dances.
Saturday has been my favorite day so far. We really got to interact with the kids. Since it was Saturday, the older kids were in classes most of the morning. This meant I was able to spend time with the younger kids, which is where my heart is at this time if my life.
I helped Carrie with crowd control during haircuts. I monitored the crayons, teaching them to trade one crayon for other color. I handed out cereal, a real treat for them, one piece of Chex at a time.
The little kids love just holding your hand and sitting with you. Mainly because they don't speak much English. Some do not learn it until they get to school. They also love braiding hair. So they took out my ponytail and began putting braids in my hair.
I did get to see Daniella and Sonia today. The surprised me by having letters for me ready. So I must remember to write letters for them before we head to the school on Monday morning.
I spent time painting the offices today, even though Pastor Dongo does not believe. So basically, if I wasn't playing with kids today, I was painting. This made for a long day. Top that off with not sleeping well, and I am one exhausted woman.
It is going to be very hard to leave this place. These kids are precious. They love the Lord. They pray to him for us. We have more than we need, they have very little, but yet they pray for us. It reminds me of the woman who have only two coins and the rich gave more, but she gave more to the Lord. They put more value on the walk with God than most of us. They thank him for their trails, because they know a time will come when they no longer have them. They are walking down the road not taken now. They know they will be better for it later.
Fatima is a very inspiring young lady. She was a street child. The praisesGod every day for her blessings. She wants to become a doctor, and then open an orphanage for other street kids. She thanked us over and over again for coming to Uganda and working on their school.
Again, I wonder, who is doing the ministering here?
I can give love, money, knowledge and some elbow grease. But they are the ones who are showing me how to truly trust in the power of prayer.
I am going to have to come back here again. Maybe not next year, but within the next five years. It would be nice to come back every other year.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
God Cares School - the High School
Today we visited the high school. This is about an hours drive through the city to get from our hotel to the school. It is a very interesting ride. After riding in the front seat of the taxi, a 16 passenger van, I have decided that Ugandans are better drivers than Americans. One must give full attention to the streets here, otherwise there would be some major problems. There are very few stop signs, even fewer sidewalks for pedestrians, very narrow streets, and tons of buda-budas, a motorcycle tax. You just wait for a spot then merge and go. We concluded that the horn honking is to warn others they need to get out of the way. Most people moved when they heard a honk. It was crazy.
The best part of the day was when we arrived at the school and saw men working to complete the third floor of the school and dormitories. All of the students live at the school for logistical reasons. The girls live in the indoor kitchen right now because they are waiting for the building to be completed.
We were given a tour of the grounds, we includes the school/dormitories, the outdoor kitchen, the indoor kitchen, and where the goats and cows are kept.
At the high school, they have chapel once a week on Thursdays. That was amazing and beautiful. The students lead the worship by singing praises to the lord. Incredible accapella, outside surrounded by the countryside. These kids love the lord! They brought tears to our eyes as we watched them sung, joining in if we knew the words.
Pastor Mary spoke to them about Jesus walking on water and how we need to trust him in our troubles days and our goods days. And the answers he gives are yes, no, and wait.
After she spoke, a student lead the closing. He was on fire for the Lord and was telling his fellow classmates that he is the way.
Both the student and Pastor Mary spoke much more eloquently than I write.
As we walked to our lunch, the students came to greet us. We ate a wonderful lunch prepared by Pastor Dongos wife, Florence. After we ate, we were able to talk with the kids some more.
All through lunch we heard the students singing. Once we headed to the second floor, it was deafening. The children were crying out to the Lord. There were many different reasons, but mostly asking for forgiveness and guidance. Then the singing started again. The students left tear puddles on the floor. It made me wonder if I was there to help them or for them to help me.
Once the students went back for their afternoon classes, we organized ourselves to pass out the t-shirts we had brought for them. We broke up into teams and went to the classrooms to deliver them. I let the class I was in get a little loud and an administrator came into the class to quiet. Oops!
We had to leave shortly after or risk turning a one hour trip into a four hour trip. Not a good idea when all are squished into a taxi. We will get to go back and see them one more time before we head home.
We ended our day by eating some good Italian food and spending time as a group.
Next time I come, I will be bringing a video camera, just so I can record the chapel. That or have a large enough SD card in my camera.
Blessing to all of you.
11:45 pm Kampala time
The best part of the day was when we arrived at the school and saw men working to complete the third floor of the school and dormitories. All of the students live at the school for logistical reasons. The girls live in the indoor kitchen right now because they are waiting for the building to be completed.
We were given a tour of the grounds, we includes the school/dormitories, the outdoor kitchen, the indoor kitchen, and where the goats and cows are kept.
At the high school, they have chapel once a week on Thursdays. That was amazing and beautiful. The students lead the worship by singing praises to the lord. Incredible accapella, outside surrounded by the countryside. These kids love the lord! They brought tears to our eyes as we watched them sung, joining in if we knew the words.
Pastor Mary spoke to them about Jesus walking on water and how we need to trust him in our troubles days and our goods days. And the answers he gives are yes, no, and wait.
After she spoke, a student lead the closing. He was on fire for the Lord and was telling his fellow classmates that he is the way.
Both the student and Pastor Mary spoke much more eloquently than I write.
As we walked to our lunch, the students came to greet us. We ate a wonderful lunch prepared by Pastor Dongos wife, Florence. After we ate, we were able to talk with the kids some more.
All through lunch we heard the students singing. Once we headed to the second floor, it was deafening. The children were crying out to the Lord. There were many different reasons, but mostly asking for forgiveness and guidance. Then the singing started again. The students left tear puddles on the floor. It made me wonder if I was there to help them or for them to help me.
Once the students went back for their afternoon classes, we organized ourselves to pass out the t-shirts we had brought for them. We broke up into teams and went to the classrooms to deliver them. I let the class I was in get a little loud and an administrator came into the class to quiet. Oops!
We had to leave shortly after or risk turning a one hour trip into a four hour trip. Not a good idea when all are squished into a taxi. We will get to go back and see them one more time before we head home.
We ended our day by eating some good Italian food and spending time as a group.
Next time I come, I will be bringing a video camera, just so I can record the chapel. That or have a large enough SD card in my camera.
Blessing to all of you.
11:45 pm Kampala time
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Made it to Uganda
The Lord blessed us with a very uneventful trip!!
We began our journey Monday, at 12:35pm Texas time. After a 14.5 flight, a 20 hour layover, and a 5.5 hour flight, we arrived in Africa on Wednesday, at 12:35pm Uganda time. Entebbe is the town that the airport is located, so then we had a 30 mile drive to Kampala. Think 30 miles in Dallas, not west Texas.
We did take advantage of our long layover and did some sightseeing in Dubai, U.A.E. We went to see the tallest building in the world, the Burj Khalifa. Due to there being alot of sand in the air, we could not see very far, but it was still very neat. Since the entrance to the tour was in the Dubai Mall, we did a little shopping and watch the fountain show outside.
Sightseeing in Dubai gave us much appreciation for the weather in Uganda. The temperature in Dubai was in the 100s, but the heat index was in the 120s. The temperature in Uganda was in the 80s. There is humidity, since it is on Lake Victoria, but the low temperature makes it comfortable.
Once we landed in Uganda, we had to get all 14 of us, our carry-ons, and our 38 pieces of checked luggage (each person had a personal suitcase and a mission suitcase, plus we had 10 more mission suitcases, about a ton of luggage total) to the hotel. Luckily Pastor Dongo, brought a 30 passenger bus and his personal vehicle, along with some extra muscle.
Our first task here was to sort all of the supplies we brought for the kids in the 24 mission suitcases. Amazingly we did it in a little over an hour thanks to teamwork.
The remainder of the time was spent going to dinner and just hanging out.
Tomorrow we will be going to the high school. On Friday we will be going to the primary school. These two days are for us to get to meet the kids and pass out the supplies we have brought with us.
Thank you for your prayers as we serve. Thank you again for helping us be able to come serve.
We began our journey Monday, at 12:35pm Texas time. After a 14.5 flight, a 20 hour layover, and a 5.5 hour flight, we arrived in Africa on Wednesday, at 12:35pm Uganda time. Entebbe is the town that the airport is located, so then we had a 30 mile drive to Kampala. Think 30 miles in Dallas, not west Texas.
We did take advantage of our long layover and did some sightseeing in Dubai, U.A.E. We went to see the tallest building in the world, the Burj Khalifa. Due to there being alot of sand in the air, we could not see very far, but it was still very neat. Since the entrance to the tour was in the Dubai Mall, we did a little shopping and watch the fountain show outside.
Sightseeing in Dubai gave us much appreciation for the weather in Uganda. The temperature in Dubai was in the 100s, but the heat index was in the 120s. The temperature in Uganda was in the 80s. There is humidity, since it is on Lake Victoria, but the low temperature makes it comfortable.
Once we landed in Uganda, we had to get all 14 of us, our carry-ons, and our 38 pieces of checked luggage (each person had a personal suitcase and a mission suitcase, plus we had 10 more mission suitcases, about a ton of luggage total) to the hotel. Luckily Pastor Dongo, brought a 30 passenger bus and his personal vehicle, along with some extra muscle.
Our first task here was to sort all of the supplies we brought for the kids in the 24 mission suitcases. Amazingly we did it in a little over an hour thanks to teamwork.
The remainder of the time was spent going to dinner and just hanging out.
Tomorrow we will be going to the high school. On Friday we will be going to the primary school. These two days are for us to get to meet the kids and pass out the supplies we have brought with us.
Thank you for your prayers as we serve. Thank you again for helping us be able to come serve.
Sunday, July 8, 2012
All Packed Up!!
After church today we packed up everything we are taking over for the kids. I believe we are taking 14 fifty pound bags and 5 seventy pound bags. Amazingly we did it in less than 3 hours.
I am all packed up ready to go, which might be a little more amazing if you have ever witnessed me packing up my classroom. And I was laying in bed by midnight! I think it only took about 10 trips to the store this week.
Thank you to all of you who have helped this trip become a reality. I feel amazing blessed to have so many people willing to be there.
Enjoy your week!!
I am all packed up ready to go, which might be a little more amazing if you have ever witnessed me packing up my classroom. And I was laying in bed by midnight! I think it only took about 10 trips to the store this week.
Thank you to all of you who have helped this trip become a reality. I feel amazing blessed to have so many people willing to be there.
Enjoy your week!!
Friday, July 6, 2012
What to Wear
When I think of Africa and what I might pack shorts are what come to my mind. Any temperature above 80 degrees in Texas means it is shorts weather, at least outside of work.
That is not going to work in Uganda, because the ladies mainly wear skirts So I thought to pack some skirts, but the skirts I own will not work. Ugandan women do not wear skirts above their knees. All but one of mine have hem lines above my knees.
So what does one wear? Capris and pants is the answer. Luckily I do seem to have more capris in my closest than any other type of bottom. My step-mother has also taken me to get some light weight pants to wear as well.
I am going to purchase a maxi dress or two (thinking Wal-Mart has some cute ones) and a little jacket to cover my shoulders.
I still don't know what to wear when we have a lay over in Dubai. Most people joke that I need to take a veil with me. I know that it is part of U.A.E., but I have heard that it is very westernized.
I have until Sunday night to figure this all out.
That is not going to work in Uganda, because the ladies mainly wear skirts So I thought to pack some skirts, but the skirts I own will not work. Ugandan women do not wear skirts above their knees. All but one of mine have hem lines above my knees.
So what does one wear? Capris and pants is the answer. Luckily I do seem to have more capris in my closest than any other type of bottom. My step-mother has also taken me to get some light weight pants to wear as well.
I am going to purchase a maxi dress or two (thinking Wal-Mart has some cute ones) and a little jacket to cover my shoulders.
I still don't know what to wear when we have a lay over in Dubai. Most people joke that I need to take a veil with me. I know that it is part of U.A.E., but I have heard that it is very westernized.
I have until Sunday night to figure this all out.
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Getting Ready for Uganda
I have raised the money, thank you sponsors, to pay for the trip. I have my passport. I have been a pin cushion for the 4 shots I have received. I have my medicine to prevent malaria. I have my medicine just in case I get a stomach bug.
Now all that is left is to pack my bags. Hope I can fit all of my clothes for 2 weeks into a suitcase that doesn't weigh more than 50 pounds.
I am very nervous to travel over the ocean. I've done that before, but it still freaks me out a little bit. I am a little nervous about going to a third-world country.
But I am very excited to be going to see the kids at the school. Just thinking about getting to help build a school, okay so I'm really only going to be painting, in a country where there is no free education gets me excited. I can't express my feelings for being able to help these kids get an education so that they may grow-up to have a chance to pursue their dreams.
This makes me feel blessed to have been born in a country where education is free, at least through 12th grade. I feel even more blessed to have had excellent teachers.
Along with an education, I am so happy to get to share God's love. I was lucky to be born into a family with strong Christian beliefs.
As much as I am enjoying my summer with my daughter, I can't wait to arrive at God Cares School.
Now all that is left is to pack my bags. Hope I can fit all of my clothes for 2 weeks into a suitcase that doesn't weigh more than 50 pounds.
I am very nervous to travel over the ocean. I've done that before, but it still freaks me out a little bit. I am a little nervous about going to a third-world country.
But I am very excited to be going to see the kids at the school. Just thinking about getting to help build a school, okay so I'm really only going to be painting, in a country where there is no free education gets me excited. I can't express my feelings for being able to help these kids get an education so that they may grow-up to have a chance to pursue their dreams.
This makes me feel blessed to have been born in a country where education is free, at least through 12th grade. I feel even more blessed to have had excellent teachers.
Along with an education, I am so happy to get to share God's love. I was lucky to be born into a family with strong Christian beliefs.
As much as I am enjoying my summer with my daughter, I can't wait to arrive at God Cares School.
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