en yanoca
we are back in yanoca where our favorite family lives. we stayed last night and bob and i will leave this afternoon for cusco so we can catch the early train to machu pichu. Then erika and mary kay will meet us in cusco tomorrow night.
the time has gone by so quickly, we just need so much more. so many people here need help, are giving help, need help themselves. the things that they are proud of make me cry. our family just installed a closing device for thier outhose - some string and a nail in the adobe wall. this is fantastic, such a big improvement, we don´t have to wake eachother up in the night to go to the bathroom... but... but this is horrible. they should have a bathroom with a sink, a proper door, a mirror, tiles.
yesterday we visited the internada, which is a bit of a bording house for girls from the campo that want to go to high school, since there aren´t any out there. Some of these girls walk 8 hours just to get there. Right now there are 14 girls living in two small rooms. They stay for a week and then go home for the weekends, because their parents wouldn´t let them walk so far every day. What they have means so much to them, and it is so little. They are working on building better dorms, so that there will only be two to a room, but they have run out of money, and construction has stalled. they are so excited. can you imagine, having a bathroom down the hall, inside, with tiled floors! you wouldn´t have to put your shoes on in the night to go to the bathroom. oh, it will be lovely.
The other day, who knows when it was, yesterday maybe, Erika and I hung out with a baker in Siqani and we learned how to make empanadas. We didn´t wash our hands, we didn´t have clean water to wash the pans in, it was wonderful and lovely, and crazy.
Something that is becoming clearer to me daily is this: there are people all over the world who are giving their entirety to other people. there is hope. restoration is occuring.
the time has gone by so quickly, we just need so much more. so many people here need help, are giving help, need help themselves. the things that they are proud of make me cry. our family just installed a closing device for thier outhose - some string and a nail in the adobe wall. this is fantastic, such a big improvement, we don´t have to wake eachother up in the night to go to the bathroom... but... but this is horrible. they should have a bathroom with a sink, a proper door, a mirror, tiles.
yesterday we visited the internada, which is a bit of a bording house for girls from the campo that want to go to high school, since there aren´t any out there. Some of these girls walk 8 hours just to get there. Right now there are 14 girls living in two small rooms. They stay for a week and then go home for the weekends, because their parents wouldn´t let them walk so far every day. What they have means so much to them, and it is so little. They are working on building better dorms, so that there will only be two to a room, but they have run out of money, and construction has stalled. they are so excited. can you imagine, having a bathroom down the hall, inside, with tiled floors! you wouldn´t have to put your shoes on in the night to go to the bathroom. oh, it will be lovely.
The other day, who knows when it was, yesterday maybe, Erika and I hung out with a baker in Siqani and we learned how to make empanadas. We didn´t wash our hands, we didn´t have clean water to wash the pans in, it was wonderful and lovely, and crazy.
Something that is becoming clearer to me daily is this: there are people all over the world who are giving their entirety to other people. there is hope. restoration is occuring.
posted by Mel at 8:12 AM
2 Comments:
incidentally, it's been a REALLY long time since high school, no? Seems like just yesterday we were sophomores or something.
I know, it's crazy, isn't it? On so many levels, I'm glad we're not in that place any more, but some part of me misses not having to pay rent, you know?
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