Today we scrubbed a wall for Jesus. After the three sisters ran up the (fun, said by caro/ killer, said by janie/ entertaining, said by mary mccall) hill, we began our first day of mission work.The current task for the eight kids in our group is to clean and paint the concrete wall at the hospital's gate. From 8 to 3, we slaved away scrubbing at the mold, with no breaks. Not including the lunch break...plus the mid-morning snack break...plus the rain-is-falling-too-hard-right-now break. Celia is a woman who runs a small restaurant at the hospital gate, and we happened to be cleaning the wall in front of her enterprise. Sweet Celia brought us a snack, drinks, and gave all eight of us a hearty Honduran lunch, including rice, beans, tortillas, and her famous and delicious fried chicken. Her kindness was a wonderful motivation to persevere in defeating the persistent dirt and mold, and by the end of the day we were proud of our progress.
Spill count: multiple buckets of bleach water
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