Whats up people who are literate? Oh how we've missed each other. Can I share some needs I have with you? If the answer is no, hit the "x" in the top right hand corner. If the answer is yes, proceed to the following paragraphs and have your reading pants on.
Need 1- Text books. Maybe you can help me. I need a few texts books. I'm trying some new things in my classrooms and I'm in need of a few text books. I don't need a book for every student in my classes, just one for me. Then, I can make lessons and translate them into Spanish for either class of mine. What I really need is a Biology, Chemistry, and a World History book all on the high school level. If anybody could help me out here, I will promise one (1) optional hug in the future or a hardy hand shake. But really, this would be a gigantic help if anybody had the resources.
Need 2- 1 final pair of birthday shoes. So I have one last girl who didn't make it on the birthday shoe list. Her name is Norma. She wears a size 7 and would absolutely love a pair of black converses. The old Chuck style. I think they're only about $35 or so. If anybody wanted to buy her birthday present this year, that would be great. Let me know. Her birthday is January 1st and she'll be 17. Birthday shoes by the way have been going amazing. My girls have been extatic to get a cool gift of sneakers on their birthdays. I wish you could all hear the "oooo"s and "ahhhh"s.
Need 3- Educational sponsorship. I have a longer letter circulating somewhere. But I need more teachers my school. For $500 a year (about $42 a month) you could sponsor one of my girls for their educational needs. This cost would cover supplies, uniforms, curriculum books, and teachers. I REALLY really need to hire 1 or 2 more teachers but just don't have the funds right now. It breaks my heart not to have enough teachers to effectively teach my girls. I got to get those chicas into college. If you'd like to help, please contact me. I have much more information to share on this topic, but I don't want to bore those who are less interested.
So, I'm getting good at making blog titles as you can see. No, there is not any political discussion here. Yes, it is an attention grabber. If anybody could help me out with any of these needs, feel free to contact me on here, facebook, bheath09@gmail.com , or at 770-616-6673.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
My Mom told me to make a blog
Whats up yo? I'm back in the States for a while. I just got back from my 4th long-term trip to Honduras and passed my 1 year anniversary in September. Its been a quick year. So I was riding in the car with my Ma today telling her stories and she told me to make a blog. I got alot to say. I have internet access and free time. Lets say 1. Stories 2. School and 3. Rambling.
2. So the school....again. I got alot of things on my mind, but nearly all of them are about educating girls in Honduras. I will be asking people for financial support for my girls. I'm hoping that the letters will be effective because I haven't asked for donations for myself. I feel like I have a larger playing field now, right? I need to hire a few more teachers. I'm going to find some bible verses and use alot of logic. You'll like it. I have about 9 churches that I plan to send letters to. If you want an e-mail to share with your church or whoever, let me know. If you get mad because you don't get a letter, but you don't ask for one, don't cry. I will not have sympathy for you. But really, be looking for it.
1. So I had a flat tire about two weeks ago. Flat tires mean that my tennis shoes get a little muddy. So I started walking to the farm expecting to walk an hour, but hoping to catch a ride. As it happened, I had been walking about 5 minutes when a truck came through town. It was an older truck. Older trucks usually pick up hitchhikers, and a hitchhiking I was doing. So I waved, and he stopped. Now, I was excited about this ride. A few months ago I caught a ride in the rain with 6 other people, a crying infant, a dog, and a pig which I caught as he tried to jump out of the moving truck. This ride was different. No rain, a nice dry place to sit, and only one other guy in the back. I was feeling good about my ride. I was going to get to the farm with enough time to eat breakfast, do the devotion, and drink some coffee before time for school. I felt like the boss of hitchhiking. So we're driving down the road and at the first stop where I normally go left, the driver went straight. I thought to myself, "Oh, this guy is going around some of the muddy spots. He wants to keep his truck clean. What a nice ride." I figured that he'd hook around town and get back on the regular road. Well, at the next place where I knew he'd turn right, he continued to head straight. So I break out my Spanish skill and ask the other guy in the back of the truck, "Are we heading to El Obispo?" (El Obispo is the comminuty where the ministry is.) The guy replied, "No, we're going to Semane." Semane is an hour in the other direction. I eagerly informed the driver that I wasn't going to Semane and got down from the truck. I walked for the next hour, in the rain, down the right roads to the farm. I felt a bit less cool during my walk.
3. I went out of order, but I kept true to my promise of numbers. I'm glad to be home. I'm working for some weeks. Its nice to be home working with my back instead of my brain for a little while. I'll be tired of it before its time to go back though. I've been a little nervous about heading home though. After all 3 of my previous trips, I've recieved news within the first week of being that multiple girls had either been kidnapped or had ran away. Girls that were and are real important to me. It hasn't been the staff's fault, but I am happy about what staff is in Honduras while I'm not this time. Its turned out to be more stressful being in the states during my time of "rest". Its been crazy how fast the last year has passed, but I'm beat to death. I've been pretty mad about some things at the farm that aren't really that important. I've found that in situations that should make me sad or upset, its much easier to become angry or resentful. I'm not sure how you go about fixing that, but I feel like any psychiatrists reading this will be impressed, right? I need some rest though.
Oh, and.... I was hoping to be home before my first neice was born, but I unexpectedly became an uncle last Saturday, just 2 days before heading home. My brother's family is doing well, my neice, Aubrey, is healthy and cute, and her uncle, Ben, is extatic. Thanks for whoever reads these. I appreciate the support.
2. So the school....again. I got alot of things on my mind, but nearly all of them are about educating girls in Honduras. I will be asking people for financial support for my girls. I'm hoping that the letters will be effective because I haven't asked for donations for myself. I feel like I have a larger playing field now, right? I need to hire a few more teachers. I'm going to find some bible verses and use alot of logic. You'll like it. I have about 9 churches that I plan to send letters to. If you want an e-mail to share with your church or whoever, let me know. If you get mad because you don't get a letter, but you don't ask for one, don't cry. I will not have sympathy for you. But really, be looking for it.
1. So I had a flat tire about two weeks ago. Flat tires mean that my tennis shoes get a little muddy. So I started walking to the farm expecting to walk an hour, but hoping to catch a ride. As it happened, I had been walking about 5 minutes when a truck came through town. It was an older truck. Older trucks usually pick up hitchhikers, and a hitchhiking I was doing. So I waved, and he stopped. Now, I was excited about this ride. A few months ago I caught a ride in the rain with 6 other people, a crying infant, a dog, and a pig which I caught as he tried to jump out of the moving truck. This ride was different. No rain, a nice dry place to sit, and only one other guy in the back. I was feeling good about my ride. I was going to get to the farm with enough time to eat breakfast, do the devotion, and drink some coffee before time for school. I felt like the boss of hitchhiking. So we're driving down the road and at the first stop where I normally go left, the driver went straight. I thought to myself, "Oh, this guy is going around some of the muddy spots. He wants to keep his truck clean. What a nice ride." I figured that he'd hook around town and get back on the regular road. Well, at the next place where I knew he'd turn right, he continued to head straight. So I break out my Spanish skill and ask the other guy in the back of the truck, "Are we heading to El Obispo?" (El Obispo is the comminuty where the ministry is.) The guy replied, "No, we're going to Semane." Semane is an hour in the other direction. I eagerly informed the driver that I wasn't going to Semane and got down from the truck. I walked for the next hour, in the rain, down the right roads to the farm. I felt a bit less cool during my walk.
3. I went out of order, but I kept true to my promise of numbers. I'm glad to be home. I'm working for some weeks. Its nice to be home working with my back instead of my brain for a little while. I'll be tired of it before its time to go back though. I've been a little nervous about heading home though. After all 3 of my previous trips, I've recieved news within the first week of being that multiple girls had either been kidnapped or had ran away. Girls that were and are real important to me. It hasn't been the staff's fault, but I am happy about what staff is in Honduras while I'm not this time. Its turned out to be more stressful being in the states during my time of "rest". Its been crazy how fast the last year has passed, but I'm beat to death. I've been pretty mad about some things at the farm that aren't really that important. I've found that in situations that should make me sad or upset, its much easier to become angry or resentful. I'm not sure how you go about fixing that, but I feel like any psychiatrists reading this will be impressed, right? I need some rest though.
Oh, and.... I was hoping to be home before my first neice was born, but I unexpectedly became an uncle last Saturday, just 2 days before heading home. My brother's family is doing well, my neice, Aubrey, is healthy and cute, and her uncle, Ben, is extatic. Thanks for whoever reads these. I appreciate the support.
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