Saturday was our first full day back. We were slowly settling in after a hectic month in Vancouver. Ruben, one of our workers, called and asked if he could come by with his sister and a group of kids visiting from an orphanage in the city. What could we say? Come on over!
The skies opened up and the rain poured down and Ruben called back saying they wouldn’t come unless it stopped. A short time later the rains let up, the sun came out and a parade of twenty young boys came walking down the path. During their time here, the sun shone brightly the entire time.
While the boys descended upon the playground, the two nuns, two support workers and Ruben did a tour of the Village. Greg and I played with the kids. After playing for a while, the boys began to leave the playground and ask us questions.
They wanted to know what the cistern was, check out the garden, taste the kale, see inside the houses, know all about the dogs, etc. etc. We picked, washed and ate carrots with great enthusiasm. Tika did tricks to the delight of all. The bedrooms were “oooohed” and “awwwwed” over.
During our conversations we learned that 150 boys live in the children´s home in Guatemala city. There are 23 to a room. A few of the boys asked if they could stay and live here. If we could have said yes, we have said so in a heartbeat. We could see how being here in nature ignited their curiosity and it was deeply moving to witness.
After we said our goodbyes and the big gate was closed behind the boys, the sun disappeared and the rain began again and continued for the duration of the afternoon and into the evening. The sweet gift of this visit stayed with us for the rest of the day. We´re back and we´re on track to fill this place with children.