It’s our last day at Youth Works and I don’t want to leave. The last
two days my group has been gardening which has been awesome because I love
gardening! We weeded a bunch and beautified a garden. The boys in our group
seem to be the hardest workers. A woman running the garden told us she didn’t
want us to work all day in the heat, but we just left to go to another site. We
ended up meeting up with another group on a farm/camp. I have been so in touch
with nature the whole week and it is breath taking. I love getting my hands
dirty, literally. I gardened so much and was given the name “the barefoot
worker” at our site yesterday. I really feel like I am doing a lot of work
because I can see it physically and emotionally through the people I meet. I
keep thinking that our group can’t get closer or the trips can’t get better but
they always do. I love all the freshman so much and I am so excited that I get
to spend one more year with them. I also am very inspired to lead like the staff
of Youth Works. I love everyone here so much and I am so upset that we’re
leaving, but I AM SO EXCITED TO GO WHITE WATER RAFTING! We just have to come
back right after. Is there a way I could just sign up for every week? It’s
pretty warm here, but I don’t really mind. We have gotten a chance to go
swimming and it feels extra refreshing because of the temperature. I actually
heard that there was an excessive heat warning in Royal Oak at 94 degrees; try
100 while gardening all day! I feel like I should say I want to come home in
case my parents are reading this, but I really can’t. I wish I could stay
longer. I hope Michigan isn’t too hot. See you soon!
Jamie
July…uhm….18,
2013
Day
6, youth works mission trip in… new york.
It’s been a terribly hot day I must say. Why
I also believe that it seems to be “Saint Pirate’s day”, so set sail me mateys
or ye walk the plank! aaaaahahahahah! Swab
the poop deck you bilge rats! Scallywags!
yahrrrrr! be bucko!
But
in any rate, the heat was nearly unbearable this day for I had to take many
water breaks in ye olde shade of the tree next to the table from whereth we
eateth. As I drinketh my cold water in ye olde shade under the tree from
whereth we eateth, I remember earlier in
the day, working the garden from which was grown for the community with the
name of…Outreach. Our job was to help a lady of a kind nature named Herda of
Germany, by helping her rid of the unwanted plants in this highly organized garden
of vegetables of various kinds. We had restored the quality of the garden by
easily over nine-thousand…percent. Later in the day of heat called Thursday we
moved on to a camp called the Jesus is Lord camp, we assisted those who were
already at work, restoring tables for picnics, adding mulch to the many
gardens, and tending the chickens.
‘twas
a great day indeed.