Vacation like a philanthropist
Last week, I woke up at 5:30 one morning. I made a French Press for me and my roommate and then I climbed back on my bed and wrote in my journal for an hour. Writing the details of my days are not always easy to do because I want to get up and start “doing” things, but I am coming to the realization that it is therapy for me to remember moments and be grateful for the smallest events that happen in my daily life.
We have received a number of school supplies over the past 5 months from perfect strangers getting in touch with us and asking how they can join in what we are doing. (If you don’t know what we do, check out our extensive FB page.) Over the Semana Santa holiday, we received a 35 lb box of 812 items from a couple from Minnesota who had their first dive experience on Utila.
We planned on greeting them at the ferry dock when they first stepped foot on the island, but since it was Semana Santa, there were extra ferry runs that day. Jeanne and I rode down to the dock on our bikes at the “normal” afternoon ferry time, 5 pm, only to remember that there were 2 other ferry arrivals previous to that.
Somehow, I figured they would find a way to get us the box of supplies they carried down. Afterall, we do live on a small island where most everyone knows each other or has heard of each other. Sure enough, within a few days, a friend calls me and asks if she can bring a box by the house that someone said was for us. Of course.
So, with these donated items, plus what we already received by other generous donors, we were finally able to put together a bag of needed supplies for the teachers at the public school (Centro Educación Basicá República de Honduras).
We finished assembling the packages, stuffed them into a box, and then bungee’d them to the back of my bike. We also have about 25 (gently used) soccer balls that were donated to Children of Utila from a family in the States. After recently asking the teachers for a list of most needed supplies, soccer balls were high on the P.E. teachers priority. So, I put 4 deflated soccer balls in a bag along with my hand pump and put it all in the front basket of my bike.
It was a privilege to deliver each package to the teachers at the school and they were very grateful.
The work we do at the public school would not be so far-reaching without the help of our generous donors. The packages we assembled were the result of gifts from: a couple from New York, a couple from Minnesota, and a woman from Toronto, Canada.
All of them were coming to vacation on Utila. All of them happened to find Children of Utila in their searching. All of them before leaving their hometown, took the initiative to ask if they could be a part of our efforts.
Thoughtful. Generous. Selfless.