I am pretty much amazed on a daily basis about the creative works made by our kids here. They have a knack for drawing, creating, writing, coloring and cutting---even folding letters into intricate patterns. I, myself, do not have such a creative gene so I admire them even more I suppose.
But, truth be told, not all of the kids are able to make such effortless works. Some struggle with the basics of writing and cutting longer than they should. These kids often receive therapy from our resident PTs to improve their fine motor skills. In class, they often work one-on-one with a teacher on projects and they also have Individualized Instruction, which is more one-on-one time with a teacher in addition to their regular classes to improve on the skills they are having difficulty mastering. It is a HUGE blessing that our school and shelter can offer all of these specialized services because these kids, our kids, would be lost in a public or even private school where class sizes are 30 or 35 to 1 teacher.
Below is a picture I took of a very special gift given to me. It was a class project, given to me on the day it was completed. It is, as the teacher described, "a labor of love." The child who gave this to me will be 7 in August, but he cannot yet write his name without hand-over-hand assistance from his teacher. He is a child who received therapy to learn how to put on his socks and shoes for several months before he had mastered it. He is a child who is still receiving therapy for cutting skills and other fine motor activities. He worked really hard on this for a long time. Cutting on the lines is a difficult task for him, following a curve or cutting irregular shapes, nearly impossible. But he did it.
He had ran up to me and excitedly given it before his class was about to start. The kids love to give letters, flowers and things like that so I accepted it with a smile. Later I realized it must have been a class project and I figured he needed it still. I approached his teacher to ask if he would need it to complete assignments. She said no, but she shared that it was a very hard work for him to complete. What a treasure it is to me!
I consider my work here to be a significant blessing to ME. Visitors often come here and thank me for what I do, but really, no thanks is needed. Every day I receive so many gifts that it is almost not right to call this work. God’s hand is on this place and I am blessed to be here, in His palm.
Thank you for supporting this ministry, for praying for all of us. When I look at this child’s work, I am humbled by his gift. I can see how hard he worked to make it, the painstaking care he took as he cut. But I also see his progress, how far he’s come and it is because of CSC. And it is because of all of you, who care, who get on your knees to pray, for these kids, for this work, so we can give them what they need.
Rainy Day Activities
Most days in the Philippines are sunny and hot. This past week a typhoon was passing by the Philippines bringing clouds and rain. Only the edge of the typhoon affected Cebu City, so at the shelter the temperature cooled a little and it rained off and on for several days.
The kids wore long sleeve shirts to school to stay comfortable while studying and learning. After school though, the activities changed from the normal routine. The kids could not play soccer on the playground or climb on the jungle gym. They had to stay inside, so they filled their afternoons with drawing, building boxes, reading and hanging with babies.
At CSC, we are blessed to have wonderful homes to shelter the children. We are especially reminded of this whenever bad weather is threatening. Thank you to all who help keep these homes safe and secure for the children.
MARBLES! MARBLES! MARBLES!
Marbles is one of the traditional games played by Filipino children.
Last week, Level C2 kids read a story entitled “The Marble Champ” by Gary Soto. They were so excited to read the story! They wanted to know the rules and how to play the game. When I announced to the class about our upcoming marble game championship, everyone was frantic with excitement. At first, everyone was laughing because they had a hard time rolling the marble from their thumb to hit the targeted marbles. Good thing they didn’t give up! Whenever they had extra time, they spent it practicing. One of my students even asked me how to squeeze the eraser (that is the thumb exercise the main character of our story was doing) properly to strengthen their thumb muscles!
Friday came and the game began! They were divided into 2 sets with 3 competitors each. Everyone was taking the game seriously.
The winner of each set competed with one another in a new “arena”. Everyone was holding their breath and wondering who would win the game.
At last, the games ended and Level C2 kids announced their first MARBLE CHAMPION!
- Karen Faburada
Lunch Time Hug
The lunch hour was winding down and the kids started trickling into school. I was talking with Uncle Jerry near the entrance and giving “high fives” to the kids as they walked by us. They went to change out of their shoes for their slippers before lining up for class.
One of the newer kids came up to me before joining her classmates in line. She stretched out her arms and gave me a hug. I asked her what class she was starting her afternoon in. She said Filipino class with Teacher Cora was her first class. She asked what I was going to do in the afternoon. I told her I was going to do work on my computer. When it was time to line up, she released her hug, gave me a smile, and we said, “see you this afternoon in school” to each other.
Now I sit at my computer, thinking of the things she is learning in class. One hug from a kid can power a person through a whole week of computer work.
Inspirational Speaker
The past few months we, the therapists at CSC, have been grooming Jacob into an inspirational speaker. Our main goal is to spread disability awareness to people around the city of Cebu and, through Jacob, inspire them to try to approach life positively, praising and worshiping God.
A great way to kick-off Jacob’s speaking career was within the walls of CSC at Children of Hope School on June 19. We invited the kids, CSC workers, staff and visitors. Everybody was excited for the day to arrive.
Our speaker, Jacob, got more and more excited as the day approached. He was nicely dressed in a polo shirt and tie, and was probably not expecting a huge number of people in the audience. Joemar, Jacob’s trusted roommate, opened up in prayer. Auntie Sandy introduced our inspirational speaker, and what an introduction it was!
In his speech, Jacob talked about his home, CSC, the people around him and how they influence him. He also shared about living with cerebral palsy and how he has dealt with his disability every single day. He reminded the audience to be happy and content in whatever state and condition we are in; God made us perfect and will use us to bless others. Jacob showed a video of what a typical day for him is like from sun up to sun down and he gave a video tour of his room and home.
Last week was Jacob’s first speaking engagement outside CSC. Evangelical Theological College of the Philippines or ETCP, with its dean Pastor Lowell Tallo, was very generous to have Jacob speak to their students. They all gave Jacob a warm welcome and asked a lot of questions.
Jacob left ETCP, happy, inspired and blessed, looking forward to his next opportunity to meet and share with others.
Check out the videos below: A Day in the Life of Jacob and Jacob's Speech
A Conversation
Level B2 (grade 3) has 8 students. During my first day at Cebu Children of Hope School, I was really fascinated with the students that I have. In my 2 years of teaching at other schools, I had more than 30 students in my classes. I am lucky that I am now at CCHS.
One day last week, one of my students touched me so much. He asked for help because he didn’t know how to answer a question. To be fair to the other students, I told him to read the question again and analyze it. However, he insisted so I explained the question to him and at the same time I tried to get to know him a bit more. We talked about where he had come from and a bit about his family. Suddenly he started crying. His classmates told him to stop crying, but it didn’t work. I talked with him some more and asked him, “Did you cry because of your family or did you cry because you could not answer the question?” He did not answer and instead he bowed his head. I asked him again, “Is it about your family?” He nodded. Then he looked up and smiled at me and said, “I’m okay teacher and thank you for helping me.”
-Clayd Verzales, Level B Teacher