Lucy and I were both sooo excited today because as we were visiting the orphanage again today, a stranger walked up! Yes, it really was someone that had seen our flier! We immediately made friends... and will be meeting later tonight after hanging out with the kids. Zach (his name)is also an extended traveler, so maybe we'll even have a new travle partner.
I also was excited because both the store managers I tried to recruit for donations seemed open-minded to my ideas. They will be speaking with their bosses today and hope to have a more concrete answer by tomorrow. We will be gone on a bus to Saigon tomorrow, but I already got the orphanage directors in the loop and I hope they can work on something feasible!
Friday, September 14, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Another Emotional Day
Lucy and I have been increasingly becoming more upset... I won't say depressed, because that's a big word to just throw around. But every day being surrounded by extreme poverty and hopelessness has really just been taking it's toll.
I'm still overwhelmed by how much I'm learning. Not just about society, and culture, and poverty... but about myself. My interests, my reactions, my emotions, my philosophies, my trivialness, the list is endless. After resisting for about an hour, I couldn't help but finally break down in tears from all the suffering. But even selfishly. How could I ever have worried about my issues... even the seemingly bigger ones.. in the face of all this. I just prayed that I would never lose sight of my time in Cambodia.
Making flyers with hopes to have them hanging today. Played and sung and danced with the children until the sweat poured down my face so hard that it literally stung my eyes. I can't remember the last time Í've sweat so hard. Again, they have no electricity, as I continued to remind myself there would be no fans... let alone AC or a building to even put it in.
I'm still overwhelmed by how much I'm learning. Not just about society, and culture, and poverty... but about myself. My interests, my reactions, my emotions, my philosophies, my trivialness, the list is endless. After resisting for about an hour, I couldn't help but finally break down in tears from all the suffering. But even selfishly. How could I ever have worried about my issues... even the seemingly bigger ones.. in the face of all this. I just prayed that I would never lose sight of my time in Cambodia.
Making flyers with hopes to have them hanging today. Played and sung and danced with the children until the sweat poured down my face so hard that it literally stung my eyes. I can't remember the last time Í've sweat so hard. Again, they have no electricity, as I continued to remind myself there would be no fans... let alone AC or a building to even put it in.
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