10 years later I married that man. I still hang onto every word when he talks about Zimbabwe and his time in the Peace Corps. The two of us watch documentaries on Conflict Diamonds (my latest fascination) and talk about the wars going on in the different countries. If only we could help in some way...
In April of 2012 my Husband (who is now a High School ESL Teacher) contacted an organization he had worked with while Teaching in Bronx, NY many years ago. They had started a chapter in Seattle and a very passionate woman was leading the charge. She invited him to a dinner hosted in her home in Woodinville, WA. There we met one of the organizers and my Husband was quickly adopted into the organization. He gathered his group of students planned for the following year before the 2011-12 school year was up. The students began planning fund raisers and community service. By the end of the 2012-2013 (if they had enough money raised) they would be able to go on a Trek to help build a school in one of the many deserving countries.
Since then, I had picked up a small apartment to make my commute to and from San Francisco, CA and Seattle, WA a bit easier. My Daughter followed me shortly after with the decision to attend High School just outside of San Francisco. Throughout the year my Husband and his students attended fund raising dinners, sold Coffee, and provided service within the community.
On May 9, 2013 my Husband posted on Facebook:
"Just added an item to my Life's Favorite Moments List. The plan was that I was escorting two of my students on a trek to Malawi this summer to work on building a school for a week through an amazing organization called buildOn. There was a mis-communication between myself and the people organizing the trek. We are, in fact, not going to Malawi. Instead, we are going to Senegal. I had to call one of my students in advance of a conference call to discuss the trek scheduled for this evening to let her know about the change. I figured she'd need a little time to calm down. You see, she just happens to be from Senegal and figured she'd never have a chance to see her home again."I was so proud of him, yet so disappointed at the same time. You see, the organization only has enough to send three people. Those three include two of the students that have been helping to raise money and spending time in community service, and a chaperon (my Husband). I'm not going to sugar coat my reaction - I was very upset. Tears running down my face after he got the courage up to tell me I wasn't going, I went silent. I quickly got off the phone and didn't talk to him for days. I processed the mixed emotions I was having.
On May 10th I posted to Facebook:
My Husband is going help build a school in Africa without me. The original plan was for me to go with, but they don't have the money to send me too...
I'm happy for him, but very disappointed that I'm staying home.A friend had replied with the idea to start a grassroots campaign to raise the money myself so I could go. Since I am more of a problem solver rather than someone that sits around feeling sorry for myself, I talked to my Husband about options. He checked with the organization to see if there was room for me, and what it would take for me to be able to go.
- Yes there is room
- It will cost me $4,000
The key is that I have to raise the money in the next few weeks as they are leaving for Senegal in August and they need the money soon.
How You Can Help
Here's where I leave my comfort zone and ask (well beg) for your help. If it were something in which I could just immediately give back, I would. All I can promise in exchange for your help is to share photos and the daily journal I plan on keeping with the world in my blog.
There are a few ways in which you can help:
- Simply make a donation (large or small, every little bit helps) from my blog here
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