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Thursday, May 11, 2006

The kids in Mololoa have been asking me for a month when we would have another VBS. We are having them the first Saturday of the month. Every week they ask, this Saturday? Finally it was THIS Saturday. We (Jen A., Katie, Alora, Katrina, our special guest speaker Fabiola and yours truly) all headed up to Mololoa on Saturday morning after a late night making and bagging lunches and drinks for the kids.

When I say Fabolia was our speaker I mean that literally, she was kind enough to translate the lesson for us. She is really busy between a full time job and law school and she still makes time for us and Mololoa. She has truly become part of our family. Katrina and Alora see her as a big sister and she makes a great one. I am proud to call her part of our family.

We had all of our plans, lessons, coloring sheets, movies and bagged lunches ready. We thought that the kids would really have a good time. That they would enjoy the coloring sheets and of course they would love the movie. We had also made cards for them to color for their mothers.
They were simple cards of construction paper with a picture of flowers glued inside and a heart cut on the outside. I thought it was an extra project in case the kids got restless, as most of you can imagine it is better to be prepared than to be caught empty handed with a room full of about 80 kids. So I figured mothers day is soon and it would be a good back up project.

Well the movie was so-so, the lesson and activities good, and lunch was a great, but the biggest hit by far was the cards. These kids loved making something to give to their mothers. They worked very hard to color their cards, the older children helping the younger, they tried hard to make them as beautiful as possible. Even the older boys colored cards. Many of the children included personal messages to their moms. There were even grown men asking for cards to color for their wives and mothers. I saw the man that was mixing concrete for the kitchen sitting to the side in a child size chair listening to us and coloring a card for his mother. I had no idea how much making these simple cards would mean to the children(and adults). I know how wonderful it makes me feel to give to someone and I know that we were able to help these children feel wonderful today by getting to give something to their mothers.

It was a good day and the kids are already asking Next Saturday?

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