For the first four days, the schedule is more of less the same. Wake up, eat breakfast, go to construction, go to VBS, return to the compound, and debrief.
Sunrise in Guatemala
Mar. 20. 2013
Early morning
Not sure what time it is. I’m not much of a sleeper in events like this. So I’ll journal. Today we will start construction work and VBS camp. I’m not sure what to expect.
Honestly, I never really expected much. Before the trip, I just decided to go with the flow and brace myself for what’s going to happen. Funny thing happened. Now Guatemala is 2 hours ahead of Vancouver. Which would be fine except that everyone actually did not sync themselves with each other. Some people got mixed up, and then breakfast was early. By the time we were ready to leave and found out the right time, we realized that we were early, and some of us accidentally woke up early. With all the confusion sorted out, we left in a bus for the worksite. At least, everyone else did. I decided (or at least it was unanimous decision) to go in the car with some other Guatemalans. I talked with them a little about Guatemala and other casual stuff.
Phew! Back from everything! I won’t say it was a blast, but I’ll say it went well. Construction went very smoothly and without any hitches. A couple of walls are up. Tomorrow, I think I’m back doing a different job: painting.
The house we worked on
We had split the team into two groups the night before. One group would help paint a church, and one group would work on the house. I got my first taste on construction. We put up wooden boards on the houses and soon most of it was up. Also I think most importantly, I got a taste of how the Guatemalans live and how friendly they were.VBS camp went pretty well! Lots of kids showed up, and I think my Spanish has improved a little. Whee!
I was extremely nervous about VBS. Most of the reason is because I’m not a “kid” person. I don’t really know how to children. That is not to say I dislike children! I certainly believe that children are a gift from God and are precious. But sometimes I just don’t what to do or how to act. But I will say that God helped me in this. The children were very friendly and very excited, and I guess I will say I was too. It wasn’t really as bad as I thought and I’ll give God glory for aiding me.
Another thing that He helped me was in my Spanish. I was actually able to use my Spanish. Honestly, I don’t know how much of my Spanish was slightly incorrect or just plain terrible, but in most of the cases, the kids could understand me. In fact, the first time I utilized Spanish was with a CH volunteer who did not speak any English. I asked her if she needed help in carrying a cooler box. She understood and said that it was ok. She understood, and I was so excited!! Yes! To me, this was why I took Spanish lessons. It was for such a time as this ,and God prepared me.
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