Flor Azul is a place up on a mountain where the most wonderful boys live. There are over sixty boys between the ages of twelve and twenty-two. All of them have experienced extreme poverty, most of them have experienced abuse or violence, all of them have hearts as big as the world. The time we spent with them was magical, and we were able to connect with them individually as we played, learned, and taught English, art, and geography. Mostly we had a chance to talk to them and get to know them and to be humbled by their graciousness, humility, and love.
This our last day at nuevo paraiso.....Even though I have so much things to do when I get home I am sad to be leaving. It has been very exciting to go to many diffrent schools and perform our story and pass out supplies. There are so many people here that I will never forget. I am going to miss all the boys at flor azul, people at nuevo paraiso and all the kids I talked to. Even the boy that was screaming everything he was saying. Its been a great experience and I will never forget it.
Honduras 2012-we have no idea what is going on. That is the slogan for our entire trip, and for many trips before and to come. In Honduras, you cannot make any plans because of all the rain. Each day we will wake up and guarenteed we will do something completely different than what we orginally planned. The rain often washes away the roads because they are dirt and we were unable to go to any of the mountain schools. It is upsetting to us, and especially to Karen, because one of the schools has absolutely no way to get food unless we bring it to them. When we visited a village called Campos, they told us that the government is supposed to bring them food each month...they hadnt been there since January. Karen immediately went out and bought food for the people of Campos. I will never be able to explain the feeling you get inside when you hear the children screaming for joy as you walk up carrying supplies for them to have.
I dont think that 1,000 pictures or stories could have ever prepared me for what I have seen down here. Each day is a brand new day, and each day I learn more and more about myself, my friends, and the people of Honduras. It is extraordinary to see people who have so little and go through so much, get up each day and smile and do their best to see that we are the ones who are happy/comfortable.
Epecially the boys of Flor Azul, who haved suffered so much yet are the kindest and most mature people I know. We have made so many close connections to them, and I will forever remember getting to know them. They teach us how to play soccer and do cool tricks, and even if they laugh at us when we fail miserably-they are still determined to make sure we can do it. I am forever changed for being down here. I thought, coming down, that we would be the ones giving them lessons but it turns out they have a lot more to teach than I ever will. I decided to sponsor a boy named Arturo and really hope to be able to return to Honduras soon! I love it here, even if I miss everyone at home. See you soon!
I love Honduras! This place is beautiful and I love all the kids. This trip has opened my eyes to so many new things and I have learned so much about myself this past week. The boys at Flor Azul are the sweetest people I have ever met. I wish everyone at home could experience this with us. I am getting better at soccer! The boys have been teaching me and I am usually the goalie, but I have blocked a few goals! The boys are so much fun to be around and I have decided to sponsor Elder, or be his godmother (madrina). He is 14 and loves to take terrible pictures of me, but I have connected with him so well this week. I have so much to tell and even more pictures!
This is amazing being out here and meeting so many new kids from the schools expecially in flor azul. i have the best times when we go there in the afternoon. Today me and Jose Luis went up exploring in the mountains and saw the best views of the school. i never know whats going to happen when i go to flor azul in the afternoon i just know i will have a great time when i go and im looking forward to the party on friday with the guys.
The students and faculty who traveled together to Honduras for a service-learning course wrote about our adventures on this blog, both during and after our travels.