After lunch time, I was already tired and decided to take a break and sit next to my mom who was busy feeding pizza to Juan Carlos (9 months). At first, she was a little nervous about feeding him pizza since he only had two little teeth, but one of the nurses assured her that he loves pizza... and he did. Watching the scene of children running around and playing, I decided to pick up a basketball and spin it on my finger just for fun. Well, that caught the attention of a little boy named Martin (pronounced Marteen since I have no clue how to insert accent marks into a blog). He just sat in my lap and held on to the ball for dear life. Then he started throwing it out in the play area, running to get it, and then came right back and sat in my lap. After a few minutes of doing this, my dad came over and put his sunglasses on Martin. Martin absolutely loved them! The little boy in the orange shirt next to my knee was named Manuel. At first my mom and I didn't know why he kept hanging around us, but we later learned that he was the older brother of Juan Carlos (the one my mom is holding). Both Manuel and Carlos were abandoned on the street and picked up by the orphanage. Towards the end of our visit to Luz for the day, Martin took my hand and wanted to play with me in their movie room (a small room with a television that was very outdated). I told him that we should stay out in the courtyard and so we did. He also found a piece of pizza on the ground and attempted to eat it but I managed to convince him to spit it out. Then he said that he had to go to the bathroom. I had no clue where the bathroom was so I kept asking around. He insisted on me waiting outside the bathroom until he was done, but he came out and pointed to the toilet which hadn't been flushed along with remnants of something brown that I don't want to get into. Martin refused to use the bathroom until the water was completely clean which took a few flushes since they didn't have the best plumbing system as you can imagine. Once he was done it was time for us to leave, and I said my good byes and was eager to come back the next day for another visit. Now, it was off for a little tour of Guatemala City!
Monday, January 5, 2009
Making New Friends
After lunch time, I was already tired and decided to take a break and sit next to my mom who was busy feeding pizza to Juan Carlos (9 months). At first, she was a little nervous about feeding him pizza since he only had two little teeth, but one of the nurses assured her that he loves pizza... and he did. Watching the scene of children running around and playing, I decided to pick up a basketball and spin it on my finger just for fun. Well, that caught the attention of a little boy named Martin (pronounced Marteen since I have no clue how to insert accent marks into a blog). He just sat in my lap and held on to the ball for dear life. Then he started throwing it out in the play area, running to get it, and then came right back and sat in my lap. After a few minutes of doing this, my dad came over and put his sunglasses on Martin. Martin absolutely loved them! The little boy in the orange shirt next to my knee was named Manuel. At first my mom and I didn't know why he kept hanging around us, but we later learned that he was the older brother of Juan Carlos (the one my mom is holding). Both Manuel and Carlos were abandoned on the street and picked up by the orphanage. Towards the end of our visit to Luz for the day, Martin took my hand and wanted to play with me in their movie room (a small room with a television that was very outdated). I told him that we should stay out in the courtyard and so we did. He also found a piece of pizza on the ground and attempted to eat it but I managed to convince him to spit it out. Then he said that he had to go to the bathroom. I had no clue where the bathroom was so I kept asking around. He insisted on me waiting outside the bathroom until he was done, but he came out and pointed to the toilet which hadn't been flushed along with remnants of something brown that I don't want to get into. Martin refused to use the bathroom until the water was completely clean which took a few flushes since they didn't have the best plumbing system as you can imagine. Once he was done it was time for us to leave, and I said my good byes and was eager to come back the next day for another visit. Now, it was off for a little tour of Guatemala City!
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