And the summer has begun

well the summer is getting going in full swing and the groups are coming steady. As to be expected the kids all love and look up to the intern staff and I. There is a guy who plays piano a guy who plays guitar and a dude playing a djembe. Cool fact his grand parents own a music shop and decided to send me a new head for my djembe and an instrumental on how to put it on. Cool people right!!! but I digress. I have been slowly working on my Spanish and its kinda coming along but it will be a long time until I'm fluent but as all ways we built some casita's (probably spelled wrong but that's what we call our houses) these casita's are really houses there just simple 12 X 12 structuers. We frame up walls 2 feet on center then plywood siding we then raise the walls up and put a roof on with a slight over hang rafters are 2 foot on center with plywood roof then we throw down some tar paper and rock paper for water proofing the whole bad boy gets a fresh coat of paint and then we are out of there. The people we build for provide us with food which is usually delicious but some times its a little sketchy. But we gulp it down and ask for more to be polite asking for seconds is one of the biggest compliments you can give a Mexican gal who spent 2 weeks wage just to feed us rice and beans. That's right 2 weeks wage to feed us and this isn't even the poorest people living down here. We got people who live at the dump and all they do is dig through trash trying to find some thing to sell. these people at the dump get every thing from the garbage of a sivearly poor culture that doesn't throw a lot away. There clothes come from the trash, their food come from the trash, their shelter come from the trash, even there food come from the trash. And the workers in dump trucks and backhoes don't stop for any one or thing. If you get in there way they will run you down. So not only are these people constantly looking over there shoulder hoping not to get run over fighting for a scrap of food with 20 other people the hot Mexican sun is beating them down to the ground and stealing what little water they did get to drink and when it in inevitably happens and some one gets run over or dies of starvation or dehydration. The body is just left there and slowly buried in trash where the body will root and decompose among the garbage of a society that rejected them. Many people are born in the dump raised in the dump date in the dump get married in the dump have kids in the dump and then die in the dump there whole life and every thing they know begins and ends with that dump. We think the homeless in the states have it rough. We think that it would be so hard to live there life of homeless shelters soup kitchens and half eaten sandwiches from a culture that lives in abundance. We think they have it hard.. they have it easy compared to most the world. Compared to most the world they have a good life... on that bomb shell of how the states is a utopic dream for most the word. Next time your upset that MC Donald's got you order wrong or the cat barfed on the carpet again. I challenge you take a step back and really look at what your angry at and ask you self is it worth it. Is it even worth going back through the drive through to get the big mac you ordered or can you just eat the mc chicken and be thankful you have food to eat that no one else has eaten out of or has been pulled out of a pile of trash in the blazing heat...