Orthodox Christian Fellowship
RealBreak
Project
Nicole Constantina Paxton
March 2006
Today we finally arrived
in
When first nearing the
U.S.-Mexico border from
We followed the roads
until the pavement ended and the bumpy dirt roads (muddy as well – it is the
rainy season) began. Tonight we were
able to have dinner with the boys, who range from about five years old to my
age. There are twenty-three boys at the
orphanage. Saint Innocent’s Orphanage -
or “the Ranch” as it is called, as it is easier on the boys ears – offers such
an amazing environment for these boys who otherwise would most probably end up
in gangs, as coyotes (people who run people across the border), or even in male
prostitution.
I was greatly touched by
Saint Innocent’s efforts to educate these young gentlemen – I say gentlemen
because they are such well mannered young men. As we toured the small library and study room, I learned that even
public school in Mexico must be paid for – books and uniforms – resulting in
many children dropping out at a young age for lack of funds. In order to stay at Saint Innocent’s the boys
must stay in school. The orphanage has
had two high school graduates so far, an amazing accomplishment.
This morning we celebrated
the Divine Liturgy with all of the boys at the orphanage. It was so special to hear the liturgy in
Spanish, especially because the boys loved to sing the hymns. A few of the boys were even serving as
chanters. The boys sang with all their
hearts, embracing the words and truly proud to be Orthodox Christians. The youngest boys were eager to serve in the
altar, even though the robes, too big for them, dragged on the floor. All the boys are given the choice whether to
be baptized into the church. Last month
the five youngest boys were baptized and for that reason today’s liturgy was
the first time serving in the altar for a few of them. They seemed a bit nervous – one of the
smaller boys had trouble getting on his robe, but it was so wonderful to see the
older boys step in and help him out, serving as examples.
The orphanage seems more
like a family than anything else. The
children treat each other like brothers and sisters (although the orphanage is
only for boys, there is currently one girl at St. Innocent’s; she and her
brother, who was brought here, were very close and it took a toll on both of
them when she was moved to an orphanage two hours away). We got to sit and watch some TV with the boys
before dinner. They were arguing,
laughing, and behaving as healthy, happy boys should!
I found out this evening,
however, that there were not always smiles on these boys’ faces. The RealBreakers were told a little bit about
these boys’ pasts, which are far from happy. One boy had seen his father kill his mother and another boy had been
chained to a dog house by his grandmother after having been abandoned by his
mother. After seeing the boys now, it is
amazing what a loving environment can do for a child. These boys seem to have a real positive
outlook on life and are encouraged to have goals.
All of the boys were
eager to play with us and especially to laugh at our attempts to speak Spanish! I am so grateful to have the opportunity to
meet these boys and possibly to make a small difference in their lives.
Today we actually started
our work at Saint Innocent’s. Our
RealBreak group, consisting of five girls from around the country, was assigned
to prime and paint the outer wall of the ranch. Today we were able to finish most of the priming, which also involved
digging up the ground around the wall and cleaning the wall of any excess
dirt. The work was really physically
demanding and unlike anything I had ever done before! I have never been challenged in this way before.
Painting the wall was not
only physically challenging, but also mentally challenging because at first I
couldn’t see how I was making a big difference in the lives of the boys. I wanted to do more for them. However, when the boys came outside to examine
our handiwork, we could see how grateful they were for the work we had put
in. I realized that maybe I haven’t made
a huge difference in their lives, but we did make a small difference and a
small deed, sometimes, can go a long way. Going to bed, my arms, hands, and back are sore, but a wonderful
reminder of the work our group has accomplished together.
I can’t wait to work on
the house for the family on Wednesday. During the spring months Project
Today, the boys did not
have school, but rather than taking their day off to sleep in, they went to
visit a local retirement home and visit with the residents. Tomorrow, we will finish the wall and perhaps
some of the older boys will help us out – hopefully without spilling the paint!
Today was very physically
demanding on the entire group. We
finished up priming the wall around the ranch. When we were almost done, but very tired, some of the older boys came
down to help us with the priming. With
their help we were done in no time and the wall was ready for the first coat of
paint. After lunch we worked on
finishing up the concrete stairs that another group had poured the week
before. Although it had been cold that
morning, it was warmer in the afternoon.
After working on the
stairs, we were confronted with the biggest challenge yet – learning to stucco
the inside of the wall! After lunch,
everyone’s arms were tired, but it was time to mix the concrete for the
stucco. When we were shown how to put on
the stucco, it seemed easy enough, but when we tried it ourselves, we realized
how much strength, practice, and patience the task ahead of us would take. After much fallen stucco and frustration, we
all became much more comfortable with stuccoing and even started to be good at
it!
We are all very nervous
because tomorrow we will be putting on the first coat of stucco for the Sanchez
family’s new home. I am scared that my
arms won’t be strong enough and that the stucco won’t come out smoothly. Even though I am nervous, I can’t wait to see
the family’s reaction to their house!
Today’s experiences
really made me face the reality of poverty head on. After morning chapel and a very hearty
breakfast of burritos, we were ready to load the pick-up truck with the
supplies we would be using to stucco the house. We drove to a nearby suburb across the highway from Saint Innocent’s to
finish the Project Mexico house. Groups
that had come before us had set up the frame and roof of the house and it was
our job to add the first coat of stucco to the house, making it ready for the
family to live in. The drive to the
house was very interesting. Gated villas
were located right next to shacks made of different odds and ends. The house we were building was rather small,
but the family owns both the house and the land it is on, moving them up in the
social class system immensely. Unlike
the
The family we are building
for was comprised of a young mother and father (barely older than me) and their
three children: Marly (8), Jason (4), and Daniel (about a year old). The father took off from work and the
children took off from school to help us stucco the house. Although the father was quiet as he
diligently worked stuccoing the house, he seemed so proud to be working on his
own home. Jason, the little boy, was an
absolute firecracker, running everywhere and eager to stucco, mimicking his
father.
The most special part of
the day was when we ate a lunch of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with the
family before the blessing of the house. Seeing the blessing of the new house was so wonderful. I was given the opportunity to hand Mara, the
mother, the gift of an icon of the Virgin and Child. As she received the icon along with a new
Bible and the keys to her home, she seemed so happy. Finally, the Sanchez family would have a
place to eat, sleep, and dream of a better life. Finally, they would have a home with a real
floor and an enclosed area that wouldn’t be cold and exposed to the elements –
a huge help for their youngest son, who has asthma. I felt so honored to play a small part in
building a home for this family.
When we returned to the
ranch, we found the boys on the blacktop. They quickly invited us to play a game of futbol. Even though our soccer skills weren’t quite
up to par, the boys were happy to play with us and laugh at our kicks that
never quite went in the right direction.
Today was our last day at
Saint Innocent’s. We woke up early again
to apply the first coat of white paint on the walls of the ranch. The work was much easier now that we had so
much practice! The whole task would have
been impossible without teamwork and patience.
We are all so sad to
leave the ranch for
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