Quiet Morning

I woke up this morning with a definite plan: therapy with some kids first, Chedner's place, and then to Rebo Cafe.

Jean-Roland 

Yea. None of that happened.

Lauren woke up feeling horrible--chikungunya.  She has the fever, rash, and aches and pains.  I decided to hang around until the therapy group arrived around 10:30 and stayed to help them.  They are incredible!  We dug an old play kitchen set out of one of the depots, and one of them very patiently put it together (she was still working on it when I left).  It'll be cool for the little kids to play with.

I did spend some time with Wilcia and Jean-Daniel, so I got a bit of "therapy" in.  They both spent time with the walker working on leg strength and balance.  While they were doing that, some of the older boys were able to play with the balance bike--they're having a great time with it!  I tried Maryse on it to see whether she could walk and balance a bit with it, but she seemed scared.  I didn't want to push it, so I took her off.  She was content to return out back and play with blocks.

This was one of the only Saturday mornings when the place didn't seem engulfed in chaos.  Spooky.  Gertrude left around 9:00 to go sell her produce from the garden, but I fear she didn't leave early enough--we'll see.

Lego Boys

As I said earlier, the boys played nicely in the front with the bike; the kids played nicely in the back with the blocks.  Therapy happened.  One volunteer took some Play-Doh in to the toddlers to play with them; I dug out some Legos for the other boys when they tired of the bike.  Everything was copacetic.  Not sure how that happened, but it did.

Well, I ordered my return ticket last night--I come back on Thursday, June 19.  Earlier in the week I was feeling ready to come home.  Now?  Not so much.  This week seemed as if there was a lot of negative energy present, and I found it draining.  I was ready to be away from it.  Things are more positive now, and I have been able to refresh myself.  I don't want to go!  But, I have to.  I know it will all be okay, but I never like the feeling of not knowing when I'll be returning.

Boys and the Blocks

Play Kitchen Parts

Play-Doh