A Life Half Emptied, Slowly Being Filled (Part 1)

Thursday, September 24, 2009 by CI Staff
Every day glimmering jets fly past 31-year-old Soledad’s* home on a steep hillside in Quito, Ecuador. Soledad watches wistfully as the planes take flight and sail into the distance, all the while wishing that she, too, could fly away and forever flee her grim circumstances.

From her lofty vantage point, you’d think Soledad was on top of the world – but the truth is, she’s near the lowest point in her life. And she finds it hard to rise above her station.

At the tender age of 13, Soledad’s parents traded her for a bottle of moonshine. The man who acquired her – a man twice her age who calls himself her husband – has threatened to kill her if she ever leaves. He not only robbed her of her value as a human being, he immediately impregnated her, and continued to do so until the prospects of leaving were too costly to consider.

But Soledad does dream about leaving and taking her six children with her. If only she had the means. Very few landlords will rent to a single mother with more than two children, she says. So she does what any good mother would do. “I make myself struggle for the sake of the kids,” she confides.

While her husband is off getting drunk, Soledad works long hours as a maid to pay for her family’s food, utilities and $70 monthly rent. She manages to scrape together about $110 each month, but that barely covers the needs of eight people.

Still, she fights on, going so far as to challenge her husband about his lack of support. “I said if you’re the father, then help them go to school. And he said, ‘Well, they’ll go if they want, or if they won’t, they won’t.’ I’m not going to stand for that! They’re going to have school one way or another.”

*Names have been changed to protect the indentities of those mentioned.

Damon Guinn is a senior staff writer with Children International. Check back tomorrow for Part 2 of Damon's post.

Do You Know What Sponsorship Is?

Wednesday, September 23, 2009 by Sarah Trapp
Children International's Child Sponsorship Program is...

Meet the Communications Coordinator from Cartagena, Colombia

Monday, September 21, 2009 by Kelly Nix
Marelvis Campo, Communications Coordinator for our child sponsorship agency in Cartagena, Colombia, has been part of the CI team for the past eight years.

Marelvis holds a degree in Journalism and Social Communication. Prior to joining Children International, she worked in radio and television in local and regional markets within Colombia. She began working for CI as an intern, but very soon, says Marelvis, “I realized this was where I needed to be; I needed to apply everything I had learned to the organization to show people the work Children International does to help the poorest and neediest children of the city.”

Children International’s Communications Coordinators (CCs) are the field correspondents who report on the stories and news items that later appear in our print and Web publications. According to Marelvis, a typical day for a CC might include visiting community centers, where they are joined by community volunteers prior to launching out into the community to visit children’s homes for photos and interviews. They walk through the neighborhoods seeking information, taking pictures, chatting with people and interviewing children and their families to gain a better understanding of how the program is impacting their lives. Then, at the end of the day, they travel back to the office and begin to compile the information they obtained to be transmitted to our writers in Kansas City.

When asked about her favorite memories of her job, Marelvis immediately speaks of working with a young girl with osteogenesis imperfecta, or Brittle Bone Disease. “In spite of her disabilities, she was able to finish grade school, and she’s close to graduating from high school,” she recalls. “When I learned of her story, I interviewed her and she told me she dreamed of having a computer so she could do her homework. I shared her wish with a friend who works for a local newspaper. Stirred by this girl’s efforts and by her mother’s great love for her, my friend wrote a special Mother’s Day feature about the girl’s mother. As a result, a kind reader donated a computer for the girl so her wish could come true.

“One very special moment for me,” reflects Marelvis, “was when I realized that even small efforts mean a great deal to the people for whom we work.”

Another Made-up Holiday?

Wednesday, September 16, 2009 by Sarah Trapp

Tomorrow, September 17th is Special Hug Day. Sure, it may not mean much to you unless you’re familiar with Children International’s child sponsorship program. But let me assure you that this holiday is very meaningful to our sponsored children. In fact, it’s downright, well...special.

We didn’t come up with this holiday to sell cards or cheesy decorations or to make people feel compelled to commemorate the day with frivolous gifts. Perhaps the name Special Hug sounds silly, but the items the children and their families receive are nothing but practical.
 

Angie in Barranquilla loves her new pink sheets.
Even making the bed is fun when you’ve got new clean sheets. “The bedspread is beautiful, and I like the color,” says Angie from Barranquilla, Colombia.
 

View our Special Hug slideshow to see gifts from past years and read what children living in poverty say about this special day.

Photo by Patricia Calderón, Communications Coordinator in Barranquilla, Colombia.

Small Victories against Poverty in Mexico

Monday, September 14, 2009 by CI Staff

Ana in New York City as a delegate to International Youth Day.On September 16th, Mexico will celebrate its Independence Day...a day remembered in Mexico as "El Grito" (The Battle Cry) because the indigenous people rose up to secure autonomous rule.

But sponsored youth in Mexico have another kind of independence to celebrate as well: an exciting victory in their struggle to overcome poverty.

Recently, a group of teens in Mexico sponsored through Children International received the first HOPE scholarship ever. The endowment ceremony was a happy event where 30 young people including Ana Fajardo, who was one of the youth delegates attending the United Nations Youth Assembly, received a scholarship to help them pay for tuition, school supplies, and books. The scholarship recipients may use the funds to pay for vocational training or university fees.

I was fortunate enough to get to know Ana in New York last month. She is a funny yet driven young lady who upon meeting me presented me with a business card and resume on matching floral stationery.

With the help of the HOPE scholarship, I am sure Ana will become the self-reliant adult she is driven to be.

Blog by Dolores Quinn Kitchin.  Photo by Alejandro Bonilla from our child sponsorship agency in Jalisco, Mexico.

Goodbye Trees: A Youth Report

Wednesday, September 9, 2009 by CI Staff
One morning when I left the house, I saw lots of people in the streets with machetes, nets and hatchets. Employees of the municipality were cutting down the very trees which gave my community its name: La Alameda (The poplar grove).


Hundreds of trees where knocked down because, according to the authorities, they were diseased, they were a risk to the homes in the sector since they were hundreds of years old, and they were infected with termites and weevils.


But even so, it hurt me to watch them fall. It was almost like watching a massacre because the trees couldn’t defend themselves. First they cut them with electric saws, then they pushed them or pulled them with trucks or oxen. Once the trees had fallen to the ground, people with machetes cut off the branches like a lynching. Leaves everywhere, branches, woodchips, birds’ nests with eggs – it was all so sad to see. There is a saying that goes “From a fallen tree, make firewood.” And I felt sad, as if they had ripped something away from me too.


My ecological consciousness began not long ago, when Children International’s Youth Program began a campaign to plant fruit trees. Last year several children planted lemon, apple and orange trees around their homes. I know that it’s not a lot, but it’s a little breath of fresh air for nature that we’re planning on doing again this year.

I’d like to share the message that we need to take care of nature and take care of the trees that are left thanks to the many neighbors who opposed it and protested. I am part of a Youth Group that is ecologically conscientious thanks to the environmental education we have received. And because of that education, we are committed to fighting so that this destruction doesn’t happen again in our lush green Guatemala.


Photos and story by Edwin Mazate, sponsored youth and youth reporter for Children International in Chimaltenango, Rural Guatemala. To see more sponsored Guatemalan youth in ecological action, watch our video "Every Day is Earth Day".

Putting the "Labor" in Labor Day

Tuesday, September 8, 2009 by Jim Cook
My favorite Bloggers, Sarah and Kelly, have gently reminded me that it’s time for my first-of-the-month blog contribution.  I knew that.  They also suggested that, since it’s Labor Day weekend, I might want to weave that into my entry.

And so it shall be.  Gladly.

As I’ve been thinking about this it’s pretty obvious that labor is one of the dominant themes in the lives of our sponsored children and their families. 

Those families have at least some kind of chance when Dad and/or Mom is able to find work.  Often when I’m visiting the families of the sponsored children, I ask the mothers (the dads are often out working!) what kind of work the husbands do and how much they earn.

As often as not, the answer to what they do is “day laborer,” often some type of job in construction.  The answer to “how much does he earn in a month?” is often a dollar amount ranging from not very darn much to just a little more than that.  And that answer is invariably, quickly, followed with, “When there is work.” And the dads I’ve met, the few times they’re home and not working or looking for work, don’t expect a handout.  They want to work and are happy to find work when it is available. 

As far as Mom’s work…if she doesn’t have a “real” job such as doing housekeeping for another family, taking in laundry or doing some type of “cottage industry” such as making anything from hot pads to tortillas, then she is, I guess, what might be called a stay-at-home-mom…except when she stays at home, she works harder than I’d care to…and she does it every day, seven days a week.  Her “stay at home” job likely includes cooking not enough food over a wood stove, burning wood that she may have cut, bundled and carried, balanced on her head, for over a half mile. 

And the water she uses in cooking she may have had to collect in large buckets and, like the firewood, lugged to the house.  Water is about eight pounds per gallon…a family of five goes through a lot of gallons…the math makes my back hurt.

And then there is the typical housework…I’ve seen moms determinedly sweeping dirt floors and most houses I’ve dropped in on are quite orderly and well kept.  There’s laundry for the family—often done under very difficult conditions, given the lack of available water.  It’s just one hard, often back breaking task, after another.  That their spirits are as good as they are is a testimony to the human spirit and a person choosing to have a good attitude.

Children in this environment tend to learn to contribute to the family toil at a young age…I’m sure there isn’t a lot of whining, not that I remember my own kids ever doing that!  Our sponsored children are happy to help out when needed…and thankful for the opportunity to be able to attend school and not get a “real job” to help supplement the family income.  That’s often a tough choice the families make.  But most of our sponsored children are able to attend school and big reason for that is parents typically really believe education is the best chance the kids have for a future better than what the parents are experiencing.  And our staffs work hard to reinforce that concept!

So, however you spent your Labor Day, whether enjoying a picnic with the family or “laboring” around the house or in the yard, it’s nice to remember how central labor is to the families you’re helping through sponsorship!

Hope you had a nice and safe Labor Day!

Jim

Jim Cook is the president and CEO of Children International.

A Reflection on Ecuador

Friday, September 4, 2009 by CI Staff
At the waistline of the World, half a league over seas and oceans, the mottled outline of Earth's tectonic bosom cradles the city below. I behold, through wispy haze, the vestiges of a conquistador’s Elysium…

The mountainous area that surrounds Quito is shockingly gorgeous. Its Andean air is a pleasure to breathe, while succulent clouds tease the eye from greater heights. And yet at city-level, the reality of human life smothers the carnival of emotions swirling inside of me.

Before long, thoughts start to grind their way through my head, reducing my ego to pulp. Here I stand in a neighborhood located in a single section of one city of a developing country among many around the world. How many more people are out there – how many more instances of abused and abandoned children, of battered and desolate mothers, of families imprisoned within labyrinthine grids of cold concrete, cane, and dirt so dismal they would make Daedalus smile?

While I bask in sunlight, there are so many more who soak in clammy darkness. And rather than blind myself with the light of a good life, I continue squinting toward the mouth of that pit and tighten my grip on the small piece of rope in my pocket. There are very long pieces in the hands of a few, but I should not wait for them. I should tie mine to the small bits of many others who share theirs, and together, we may have enough to lasso the Moon.

These baroque allusions are nothing but a smoke screen for my lack of answers. The hope I have in humanity's ability for compassion and charity, regardless of our source for inspiration or however we might find them, is one of the few antidotes to my paralyzing frustration regarding poverty.

David Nebel is a translator and photographer for Children International. In this post, he reflects on a recent visit to the children and families of our child sponsorship program in Ecuador.

Isn’t it time to write your sponsored child?

Wednesday, September 2, 2009 by Sarah Trapp

I admit it. I’m guilty. It’s been a while since I’ve written to my sponsored child, Alexis in Mexico. He’s a cute little guy, and he’s finally started writing his own letters, so what’s stopping me? Well, life goes a little crazy sometimes. I keep thinking I’ll write him, and then something else comes up.

Know the feeling? Well, there’s an easy way to write your sponsored child without sifting through card after card at the pharmacy, no stamps to buy, no need to worry about less than perfect penmanship (tell me about it) ... no excuses.

You can write a quick note to your child through Children International’s My Account. Not sure what to say? We’ve got a webpage with some suggestions. Log into your account and click on Write Your Child on the left. Letting your sponsored child know how special he or she is to you is just that simple.

I’ll be taking my own advice now. One letter to the coolest little boy in Mexico coming right up...
 

Who wouldn't want to write to a face like this?

Photo by Communications Coordinator for Children International in Guatemala, Javier Cárcamo.

Lending a Hand...Close to Home

Monday, August 31, 2009 by Kelly Nix
Because the bulk of our child sponsorship program operates internationally, many people don't realize that we also help needy children in the United States. Meet the Children International sponsorship agency in Little Rock, Arkansas, and see how we're working to lend a helping hand close to home.


The Boy of Eternal Smiles

Wednesday, August 26, 2009 by Sarah Trapp
That's José's nickname. And it's a really appropriate one too. I was there in Honduras when we filmed this daily life video for Children International, and I can tell you that there was hardly a moment when he wasn't grinning. When we asked José and his family to be a part of our video about child sponsorship, they readily agreed. His mom even did a little 'acting' while she prepared breakfast. Our sponsored families really are something!

Press play to see how a typical sponsored family begins their day and what happens at the community center during a gift distribution. (And for a special Where's Waldo-style challenge, see if you can spot Damon and me trying to hide in the background while José waits in line for a gift from his sponsor.)

Sponsorship: A Youth Report

Monday, August 24, 2009 by CI Staff

You all asked for it, and we at Children International listened. Sponsored youth and Youth Reporter Leydi Marroquín describes for us what sponsorship means to poor families in rural Guatemala.

Sponsorship is very important in my community because it is the only hope for the poorest families that live here. When mothers fill out the sponsorship forms, they feel happy because it’s one step forward in the search for a better life.

Sponsorship isn’t about covering every need that people have; at least that’s how I see it. But it does cover the most important things to have a better life. Sponsored children receive medical attention, free medicines, dental treatment and a lot of help so they can go to school. When mothers are told that their children have been sponsored, I have seen the happiness on their faces. That is an experience I wouldn’t exchange for anything.

I like to see the kids when they come to the service area to pick up their gifts. They anxiously await that day. They mark it on their calendars like a special day. I can’t explain how much love the children feel when they receive their gifts. They make good use of them too, because they enjoy getting gifts from their sponsors.

Sponsors are like angels. I have my own angel, and they have given us all help despite the fact that we are far away. Sponsors make kids smile; they make them feel loved without having seen them. They make us youth feel like someone has our backs and motivate us even though we have never heard their voices. They help us stay away from drugs and alcohol, because they make us feel important. They allow us to attend workshops and sports activities that let us enjoy life amidst adversity.

I thank each and every one of those angels and everyone who works here in Patulul. And I thank the staff everywhere in Guatemala, like Javier Cárcamo who not only taught me how to use the camera to take photos and shoot video, but who taught me to organize my ideas and know that what I have to say is important and that my opinion really does matter.

Reporting for you,
Leydi Marroquín

The Faces of Ecuador

Friday, August 21, 2009 by CI Staff
As the Children International team wraps up its heartwarming and heartbreaking visit to Ecuador, photographer David Nebel shares his top picks from the week's photos. Soon we hope to share with you the stories behind some of the faces.

From Lows to Highs in Ecuador

Thursday, August 20, 2009 by CI Staff
Forgive me if this post is a little long, but it’s after midnight, and I’m still reeling from a broken heart...

After two hectic days of interviewing sponsored children and families in Guayaquil, and encountering the extreme poverty faced by families there, my colleagues and I packed up our gear and headed to Quito. Now here I sit, at 2:00 in the morning – thousands of feet higher and several degrees cooler – trying to condense the intense emotions I’m feeling into a few meager paragraphs. 

Our first day in Quito was supposed to be light. But that wasn’t to be. Before I could even acclimate to the altitude, the first interview of the day took my breath away.

Driving high up into a hillside neighborhood named La Colmena, or “The Beehive,” because of the clusters of poor families who live together in single buildings stacked like honeycombs, I was startled by the contrast to the homes we’d just visited in the low-lying river region of Guayaquil. Whereas impoverished families in Guayaquil typically live in split-cane shacks perched over dusty roads, those in Quito mainly occupy concrete tenements that cling to steep slopes that swarm with traffic. And it was there that we met 10-year-old Jessica.

Jessica and her grandmother CarmenFellow writer Deron Denton and I wanted to interview Jessica because she had recently received one of the wheelchairs a group called Free Wheelchair Mission donated to sponsored children with disabilities, and we were curious to know how it was helping her get along. Our answer waited at the top of a dizzying set of narrow stone stairs that led to a claustrophobic, attic-like apartment Jessica shares with her petite grandmother, Doña Carmen.

Despite the steep surroundings, Jessica’s grandmother, 63 and barely five feet tall, used to carry her granddaughter up and down the hills to school and physical therapy every day. Pushing the wheelchair wasn’t much easier, she said, but it gave Jessica freedom to move around at school without someone to support her. When we asked who helped Jessica up the stairs to the house, the room grew quiet.

Jessica’s mother had passed away and her father, Juan Luis, had mysteriously disappeared a few months earlier, explained Doña Carmen. The police searched for him but to no avail. All she and her granddaughter could do was wait and worry about his safety.

That’s when Jessica got up and stumbled into her bedroom to show us the picture her father had drawn for her. A big smile flashed across her face as she told us what a good artist he is, but her smile turned to grief as the thought of his absence brought tears to her eyes. When I asked her what her father last said to her, all the heartache she’d been bottling up inside came rushing out in a wave of tears. Two staff members, Maria and Cecilia, rushed to her side and took her in their arms while Deron and I furiously wiped away the tears from our own eyes. 

The pain of Jessica’s loss filled the room as we desperately tried to console her. And yet thanks to Maria’s and Cecilia’s kindheartedness and expert reassurance, Jessica’s smile soon returned, and she was able to find comfort in the pink sunglasses we gave her as a gift. 

And now, as I sit here typing this post, bleary-eyed and heartbroken, straining to imagine a happy ending, there’s no doubt in my mind that Jessica’s loss would be unbearable if she didn’t have sponsorship to connect her with people who love and care for her. Because even at those times when life can’t seem to sink any lower, the spirit of a young girl like Jessica can still soar to new heights if you and I are there to lift her up.

By Damon Guinn. Photo by Children International Communications Coordinator in Quito, Ecuador, Cecilia Carrión.

On the Ground in Ecuador: Revisiting Reality

Wednesday, August 19, 2009 by CI Staff
As a former Communications Coordinator for Children International in the Dominican Republic and coming from a poor family myself, I thought I knew everything there was to know about extreme poverty; and, therefore, that it wouldn’t affect me all that much to see once again the way sponsored families live. Until now, that is...when I had the opportunity to travel to Ecuador with some staff members from Children International. It was a trip that made me face once again the reality of living in extreme poverty.

I was very moved by some of the stories of the families that we visited during our first trip to the field in Guayaquil.

I saw very nice people trying to make ends meet out of very little. We met families with sponsored children that have serious health conditions; families that survive day by day with only the bare minimum; volunteer mothers who care about their communities and believe in the sponsorship program; sponsored youth who have a chance to step up and build a better future for themselves and their families; and sponsored children have faith in their sponsors’ contributions.

We also confronted the reality that there is a lot more to be done for these families. I realized that yes, there are differences among countries, cultures, food and ethnicities; but there is also a common reality that they all face: they desperately need help. But despite the sadness of these situations, I noticed that the families we visited were always so grateful for the little they have, always with a smile on their faces, always welcoming and trying to accommodate us and make us feel comfortable in their tiny houses. It was a valuable lesson that made me think about how much we have, and how sad sometimes people's lives can be...

I was also very impressed at how the staff interacted with the sponsored families, always trying to get the best interview, the best picture, and the best story. And I was happy to know that with the support of Children International’s programs and their sponsors’ contributions, these families have at least some of their needs covered.

I am so glad for this great opportunity and for experiencing for myself – this time as a visitor – how amazing, helpful (and sometimes life-saving) is the support that Children International provides to the sponsored families. This is, without a doubt, a sponsorship program in which I personally believe.

Vilma Nebel, a former Communications Coordinator for Children International in the Dominican Republic, is traveling with the CI team in Ecuador. Check back tomorrow for an update from Senior Staff Writer Damon Guinn.

Thoughts from Ecuador: Confluence

Tuesday, August 18, 2009 by CI Staff
This is my first trip to Ecuador, and – as always – we met some amazingly resilient people on our first day in the field here in Guayaquil, Ecuador. We’ll be writing stories about the families we met in the weeks and months to come. But I just thought I’d share a small insight I gained today.  

I learned that the city of Guayaquil is named after the Guayas River. Two large rivers – the Daule and the Babahoyo – merge here, making the Guayas.

As we left Guayaquil proper on our way to visit sponsored children and their families, we crossed the Daule River. Patricia (our communications coordinator extraordinaire) pointed to the wealthier homes on the bank from which we had come. Even from a distance, we could see that the homes were large, well-constructed and neatly spaced apart, much like what I am used to back home in Kansas City. On the other side – the one we were approaching – we could see the rickety shapes the poor call home, tightly bunched together in a seemingly haphazard way.

After a day of visiting with the families on the “other” side, I thought of the confluence of humanity that merges in every city around the world, like the two rivers that make up the Guayas. I was pensive as we headed back to the hotel...asking questions that – for me – have no satisfactory answers.

You know: the “why” questions.

But, as is the case each time we make a trip to the field, the families we spoke with had a gift for me. They may not be living in that big, sturdy, expensive house with the expensive TVs and furnishings, but their homes are often filled with generous spirits, a love for one another, beliefs and bonds that help them stay strong, and a gratitude for what they do have.

And every one of them mentions that the help they receive from sponsorship is one of the things they are grateful for.

It made me wonder how easily I can come up with a list of all the things I should appreciate....

Deron Denton, staff writer for Children International, is currently on the ground in Ecuador with a team from CI's Creative Services Department. Look for an update each day this week through Friday.

The Return of Supergringo (Part 2)

Monday, August 17, 2009 by CI Staff
Only 13 at the time, Walter Mendoza had been hit by a garbage truck on the streets of Guayaquil and had awakened from a coma unable to walk or talk. Confined to a wheelchair that was all but useless on the steep, craggy dirt streets of his barrio, Walter found himself in a strange new world – incapable of functioning without another caring soul to direct his every move. I felt like I could relate, if only a little.

Lucky for Walter, and a hapless gringo like me, Raul Yunga was there to lead the way. As the veteran staff driver for the Guayaquil agency, Raul showed up every week after Walter’s accident to take him to physical and speech therapy and provide moral support. The two became fast friends, and as a result of Raul’s guidance, Walter now stands on his own two feet.
 
I can’t wait to ask Walter about the recovery he’s made when I meet him in person again today. And I hope Raul will be there to escort us to his young friend’s home and relive the memories. It’ll be a great way to kick off a return visit to Ecuador.
 
And this time, as I sit in the hotel lounge and read what Walter himself has to say about the help he’s received through sponsorship, I’ll take comfort in the fact that even when we feel vulnerable and alone, with the right support and determination, we can all stand tall. Right, Frank...
 
“For what is a man, what has he got?/ If not himself, then he has naught./ To say the things he truly feels;/…The record shows I took the blows/ And did it my way!”

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Read the original article about Walter’s accident and the help he received from Raul and the sponsorship program.

Damon Guinn is a senior staff writer with Children International. Check back every day this week for updates from the team that is currently on the ground in Ecuador.

The Return of Supergringo (Part 1)

Sunday, August 16, 2009 by CI Staff
As my colleagues and I embark on a trip to Ecuador to interview sponsored children and their families, we’ll be sharing stories about the amazing people we meet along the way. In the meantime, here’s a two-part look at my first trip on behalf of Children International. It was an experience that left me with a fresh outlook on life and, in a manner of speaking, a whole new identity...

It was December 2003, in Guayaquil, Ecuador, and I was sitting in the hotel lounge after a long day’s work.

As I skimmed over my interview notes and tried to make sense of the staggering poverty I’d just seen, a familiar song by Frank Sinatra echoed through the lounge...“Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew/ When I bit off more than I could chew./ But through it all, when there was doubt,/ I ate it up and spit it out./ I faced it all and I stood tall;/ And did it my way.” The jazz duo in the corner was staring directly at me, grinning.

I couldn’t help but smirk and give a nod of recognition to the musicians. I decided to take it as a sort of universal anthem. How else to explain the strength and resilience I’d witnessed in the people who had little more than pride to get them through poverty’s relentless hardships?
Two children in Guayaquil enjoy listening to themselves after an interview with Damon in 2003.

Besides, I’d drawn a lot of attention already. Earlier in the trip, I’d stepped out of the van and into the wide-eyed stares of several children playing soccer along the dusty streets of a community called Lucha de Los Pobres, or “Struggle of the Poor.” Bumping my head on the way out, two young boys pointed and whispered to one another, “Supergringo, Supergringo.”

My goal had been to hang back and observe, like a fly on the wall, but at 6’4” I looked more like a fish out of water – a very long, pasty-white fish. Then, just when I was starting to feel completely out of place and wet behind the ears, I met Walter Mendoza...

Damon Guinn is a senior staff writer with Children International. Check back tomorrow to learn more about the inspiration Damon gained from Walter's story.

Learning Life Lessons...From French Fries (Part 2)

Saturday, August 15, 2009 by CI Staff
This is the second of a two-part series by Children International employee Vong Hamilton, who accompanied the International Youth Day delegates from around the world as they visited New York City.

DAY 2
All week at IYD, my already humbled worldview was continuously broken down and rebuilt. A few things I learned from being around the youth were that:

1. overcoming the choking barriers of language gives you an exhilarating freedom to laugh and make new friends;
2. you are never too young to lead and teach;
3. you are never too old to learn from a younger generation;
4. your future is what you make of today.
 
On the last night, as the youth held hands and imparted their best wishes on each other, the tears flowed freely. A moment I will never forget, and couldn't even imagine most adults doing for each other, was watching Chengo's tears stream down his face and the hand that extended to wipe them away. Ranjit had reached out to dry the wetness on his new friend’s cheek. The two boys who started out in that pizzeria as strangers were leaving as life-long friends.
 

And I...I have a new appreciation for the job I do. Now I picture those 11 faces and know that every bit of effort I put into my job, albeit small, is making a big difference to someone else across the world.

Special note: A team of employees from Children International is on its way to Ecuador today. Starting Sunday and lasting all week, look for daily posts from the field. It's going to be fun!

Learning Life Lessons...From French Fries (Part I)

Friday, August 14, 2009 by CI Staff
This is the first of a two-part series by Children International employee Vong Hamilton, who accompanied the International Youth Day delegates from around the world as they visited New York City.

DAY 1
I fell headlong into humility in -- of all places -- a pizzeria in downtown New York City. And that was just the beginning.
 
I watched two of our youth delegates, Ranjit and Chengo, each order two slices of pizza, a cheeseburger and fries. I thought to myself, "Seriously...can they eat that much food?" To my surprise, they did!
 
As I listened to Chengo talk, something triggered a faraway memory, though I knew it could only have been drawn from my imagination as I'd never been to Zambia before except to lose myself in photos. I envisioned Africa’s poverty and desolation; and in that desolate place in my thoughts, I imagined what Chengo's life must be like.

I pictured him 24 hours prior, living in his squatter community with his mom, who is very ill. I pictured him in front of their shack, his little sister peeping from behind, and the rest of the world going on without them as they stared down the lonesome road, anxiety mirrored on their faces as they waited to see what they'd have for their next meal.
 
And there was Chengo...in New York...in a pizzeria...eating fries. Fries that I never think twice about throwing away if they get cold. Chengo and Ranjit couldn't believe they could choose anything off the menu. And I started to really reflect on how different their lives are from mine. How I get the liberty of having choices... deciding what to eat, what to wear and where to go; whereas, perhaps they just take what they’re given and are grateful.
 
Suddenly I felt appalled at all the materialism in my world…and yet appreciative at the same time of the simple things I overlook on a daily basis. I wished so much to do something special for the kids…as if a material gift could diminish their poverty. But I knew that, for them, being a part of something as special as sponsorship and getting to experience the trip of a lifetime was more than anything they could ever wish for.

Be sure and check back tomorrow as Vong finishes sharing her reflections on a trip that forever changed her way of looking at life...