I was welcomed with open arms. Immediately after my arrival, the first children swooped down on me, and I suddenly became aware of the fact that I was going to be their property for the next couple of months. They showed no mercy to my Swiss restraint - which is great! By doing so, they have provided me with valuable knowledge concerning my life. Today, as I sit back at home and write this text, I miss some sneering child hacking my keyboard, some other child playing with my hair and a third one urging me to see how well they can do a handstand.
I was allowed to live and assist in the children's home "yo quiero ser..." for six weeks. I spent most of the time helping in the Sala Cuna with the little ones.
The day I arrived, the children were visiting the waterpark "Wonderland", which is why I was welcomed there by everyone. The welcome was very warm; everyone introduced themselves and hugged me. On the ride from the waterpark to the children's home, I obtained first insights into San Pedro Sula. The city is, on the one hand, highly developed with its many malls and American restaurant chains, on the other hand there is a high poverty rate. This can, among other things, be seen in shoeless children who sell newspapers at the roadside, men who drive through the streets on donkey carts, or crumbled shacks, in which various generations live together. The most lasting impression of the city was the ubiquity of rubbish. People throw their waste over the high walls, behind which they live, without further concern.
Honduras... big family, smiling faces, children's hugs, missing the kids, the big question of when I will see them again, poverty, crime, and much more comes to my mind.
In February this year, I was allowed to go to Honduras for a month to visit the children's home "yo quiero ser...". After a warm welcome, I quickly settled in and felt comfortable.
My main task consisted in looking after the little ones in the Sala Cuna with Olga. Grooming and breakfast were followed by playing and early intervention. While the children had their siesta after lunch, I was concerned with different things. I sewed curtains, arranged the playing room and the computer room, I helped the older ones with their homework, went shopping with Paty, and so on. There was always something which had to be done. I was never bored!
Thanks to Edwing and Paty, I got to know a lot about Honduras and its culture. I was shown the Chalet in which the children usually spend their holidays, the beautiful Maya ruins…
