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Almost time4/18/2018 ALMOST ready . . . for our trip to Peru, to work with our amazing friends and colleagues there at two schools for children with disabilities and two infant-toddler early intervention programs. Thank you to everyone who’s helped. We’re so grateful. Thank you to Dr. Brandon Robison, our dentist in South Jordan, UT, and to King Fish Towing in West Valley City for their donations of toothbrushes and toothpaste. Thank you to Brian and Jason, at Affordable Laptops in Riverton, who donated computers. And thank you to the children, parents, and staff of Kauri Sue Hamilton School for children with severe disabilities in Jordan School District who are letting us find new homes for outgrown braces and giving children thousands of miles away the opportunity to walk. Thank you to everyone who has donated. In a sense, you all go with us. We pack a lot of gratitude into our suitcases. Muchas gracias, amigos. Que Dios los bendiga. Hasta luego.
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Endless Learning4/1/2018 We’re going to Peru! It’s been almost two years and I’m homesick for our second home. We’re partners there with two schools for children with disabilities, one high in the Andes mountains and one in the jungle, along with early intervention programs for babies and toddlers at each location. This will be our ninth trip in eight years. Thanks to generous friends and family, we’ve been able to provide wheelchairs and walkers, seizure medications, a refrigerator, computers, communication materials, a playground. But that’s not what I want to talk about. I want to talk about what our Peruvian family and friends give to us. The teachers become our teachers. The children with disabilities become our teachers. People begging on the street become our teachers. The priest running a food pantry at the Catholic church becomes our teacher. And I have much to learn. Francisco’s family becomes my family; my sisters and brothers, my nephews and nieces, my cousins. They take us into their homes, feed us papa a la huancaina, lomo saltado, leche asada. A niece washes our clothes by hand. A nephew drives us across the Andes, takes us on paths where we see llamas, alpaca, vicuna. We dance on a rooftop, join hands in ancient songs. We talk late into the night, hearing tales of their parents, their grandparents, their struggles, their dreams. We belong to a world where we are sisters and brothers, extended family, beloved friends. I go to Peru as a teacher, or I think I do, with gifts to contribute to them. But I’ve found, each time we’ve gone, that I am the student, sitting at their feet, astounded at their wisdom, grateful, beyond words, for their love. Muchas gracias, familia; muchas gracias, amigos; muchas gracias a Dios. |
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