I spent a few days last week in Manila hanging out with some pretty neat kiddos. We spent most of our trip waiting for the next thing to happen. The primary reason was to process some of their paperwork, but for them it was the trip they could never imagine.
The adventure started on a Sunday afternoon as three kids, another social worker, a few houseparents and I left from CSC and journeyed to the airport. We made it through security and check-in just fine, found some seats and proceeded to wait…and wait…and wait some more as our flight was delayed.
I felt really bad for the kiddos as they expressed a great deal of eagerness and enthusiasm to fly on an airplane for the first time, and instead they were met with some sort of cruel form of delay gratification. However, once we were on board and headed up, I was met with some smiles, nervous glances and many questions.
It was really fun to be a part of this journey with them, even though it was a bit challenging to answer some of their questions. We talked about when they needed to wear their seat belts, what causes the plane to shake in the air, how the pilot knew where to go, what landing on the ground would feel like, and many more things. The added challenge to this was that their primary language is Cebuano…mine…not so much. So I had to be a little creative with my answers and think of ways to describe things in basic English for them to understand. I would say I mainly succeeded with this, but felt extremely grateful when on the airplane ride home, a nice Cebuano-speaking woman helped me out.
Anyway, it was pretty memorable to go through this really new thing with this sibling group and to see the airplane ride and the hotel stay through their eyes. It was humbling to think about the privilege I’ve had to travel many places and to not even need to think twice about turbulence, runways, hotel beds, taxi rides or passports. Coming from a life of poverty really doesn’t allow one to think about what a hotel would be like. The kids’ minds were blown when they saw 2 televisions in the one hotel room and all of the pillows on one bed. They really were living the life of luxury. And I think they enjoyed the airplane ride home a little bit more than the ride to Manila as they knew more of what to expect, and as that flight back was in the daylight where they could see the city, and the water surrounding the various islands. We all (yes, I left with 3 children and returned with the same number!) were a bit exhausted on the drive back to CSC, but they have enjoyed telling their friends about the journey and the many things they saw. And I returned grateful for having the opportunity to venture with them…and to have another adult with me!
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