Twelve days ago I met Adelina. Her name was given to me as the contact person when I visited the village of El Rosario. Five ladies who were friends of Adelina had walked 2 ½ hours to talk to missionaries in the neighboring village of Cerro Alto. “Is there a missionary who can help us?” Adelina had not actually made the trip but when the ladies were asked for a phone number of someone to call when and if a missionary could visit, Adelina was the only person they could think of, who had a phone. And so, the day had come and I was that missionary. I spent the day with Adelina who had a baby slung over her back and two young children following closely.
First, we visted “la esquela”. An esquela is a public school which generally does not provide a great education. The public schools here have helped me realize how amazing our schools are in the United States. I know, I know, they'e not perfect. Not nearly. But trust me, it's not so bad.
I met Senior Rosales, the principal. He had a table full of files about the kids and their families and described their incredible hardships. I could tell this man cared deeply for his school. He really cares about the children of El Rosario. I visited classrooms of 25-35 students, pre-school through 6th grade. The kids were packed into classrooms, all reciting their lessons in unison. School at El Rosario is from 8am - 12:30pm. Too many kids. Not enough teachers. Not enough time at school to give these kids much of a chance.
Senior Rosales gave me a tour of the school grounds and
showed us “La cocina”, the school kitchen.
It is four, 5 ft. walls of scrap tin with a fire pit in the corner. That’s it.
He said he has been collecting the blocks and tin for a new kitchen and
they are being stored in the (already too small) classrooms until they save
enough money to actually build it. He proudly
showed me the needed material. I don’t
know how long it has taken him to collect it all, but it’s my guess that he has
purchased it a little at a time. Adding
to his collection like a boy collecting baseball cards. It’s probably taken years.
So, what would it cost to build a new cocina? An actual structure of concrete block and a
tin roof? A friend of mine from Guatemala guessed $2,000
U.S. dollars. That would include a new
sink and a new wood stove. $2,000 is
equal to 15,500 Quetzals, the currency here.
Honestly, it might as well be a 100,000 Quetzals. That’s a HUGE number. But Senior Rosales smiles as he proudly says
“It will happen.” One of the things I
LOVE about El Rosario is that the village is made up of hard working people who
aren’t looking for ‘free’ but rather ‘a little help’.
I left the school almost 2 weeks ago and I can’t seem to get
El Rosario off my mind. I can’t erase
the vision of concrete blocks taking up precious space in the classrooms. I can’t stop thinking about the smiles on the
kid’s faces and the proud smile of the principal as he gave me a tour. Please pray for this school and the students.
Please pray they accept me as a friend
and a neighbor who loves them in the name of Jesus. A new kitchen means the ability to cook in a
healthy environment that will feed 175 kids every day. Pray for God’s provision.
I’ll be visiting again next week. I can’t wait to get to know the people of
this village. I look forward to forging
a friendship with the Senior Rosales and the teachers at the school. I can’t wait to play soccer with the kids at
recess. I’ll keep you updated.