Dia 2 de la construcción en el Bañado Norte, y decidí no sólo retomar la historia donde la había dejado sino que agregar en este mismo POST, la evolución de la vida de nuestras ocho familias, un mes después. Un mes marcado por un día frío y un par de lluvias torrenciales, donde alguna de las familias quizás haya tenido el sueño tranquilo finalmente. Volviendo al fin de semana de construcción, quizás me perdí la noche en la Escuela, donde los voluntarios hacen un encuentro sano, marcado por la camaradería, las felicitaciones por el día uno, la alegría, los juegos, la humilde fiesta de disfraces y el correo de brujas (se trata que los voluntarios anoten todas las equivocaciones y frases ambigüas que se oyen durante el viernes y sábado para leerlas en la noche del sábado); pero no me perdí de las emociones del domingo. A un poco más de las 5 de la mañana Irma (Bárbara), fue trasladada a un hospital para dar a luz a su beba, una beba que sin dudas cumple la frase de que "viene con el pan bajo el brazo". Irma recibiría una doble bendición este día, porque cuando la den de alta, volvería a su nueva casa, a su nuevo techo, a una nueva vida, llena de esperanza. | Day 2 of construction in the Northern Marsh, and I decided to not only pick up the story where I left it, but to add in this post the evolution of life of our eight families, a month later. A month marked by a cold day and a couple of heavy rain, where some families may have had restful sleep finally. Returning to the weekend's construction, maybe I missed the night at the school, where volunteers make a beautiful and healthy meeting, marked by camaraderie, congratulations on day one, the joy, the games, the humble costume party and the witch-mail (it is where the volunteers write down all the mistakes and ambiguous phrases that are heard during the Friday and Saturday to read them on Saturday night), but I did not miss the excitement of Sunday. At a little after 5 am, Irma (Barbara) was taken to a hospital to give birth to her baby, a baby that will undoubtedly meet the phrase "comes with the bread under his arm". Irma receive a double blessing this day, because when discharged from hospital, she will return to her new home, her new roof, a new life, full of hope. |
11:05 - In the mounted kitchen in the school, Marie Lebron preparing lunch for monitors, Trucks, JE and others whose functions corresponded to the School.
11:22 - At Reina's home the picture was more than encouraging. The six vertical panels was already mounted!.
Cristian lined the wood sticks that would be part of the main beam of the roof.
At Francisca's home the work hasn't stopped. Half of the panels were already in place.
Lu Halley also a victim of a splinter, with temper and without pain tries to remove it from her arm.
In the house of Francisca, Aurora performed the measurements to make the main beam, which is made with wood scraps. Just like that famous phrase of the Native Americans' "Use the whole buffalo", which they took advantage of every inch of the buffalo hunted without wasting a bone, skin, meat, etc. in UTPMP they used all the pieces of wood to make straps, joints, ladder, etc.. Creativity has no limits.
11:40 - The young people preparing for lunch at the house of Mr. Luis, and the floor of his house is finished, now they just need to work in the installation of panels and later the roof.
The beautiful, little girls in this place of the Marsh, asking me to appear in a photo.
Amelia smiles at her husband who is out in the construction, while the builders are having lunch.
The son-in-law of Amelia was also a hand rather than saving, who joined with us during construction.
The crew put the side panels, with Bruno who came to help in our construction so that we can do the same in their. The sense of support and hospitality in UTPMP is not only with homeowners but with the other volunteers.
Ferjo's sunglasses -the JC- was one of the casualties we had during the construction.
Giselle measures a wood stick that will be used on the side panels.
The crescent moon watch in the distance on his celestial pedestal, while Ferjo breaks the fragility of the silence with dry strokes fixing the main beam on the roof, that roof among the many that were built and today will say say NO to cold and rain.
Giselle climbs to the top of the house to continue with the placement of roof plates.
Amelia's husband, Mr. Arturo lit up the new house with a reflector mounted in an instant. The roof beams were ready and the last part was the installation of the blades sunscreen zinc plates.
Times during the placement of the roof, we are in the final stage!
Mr. Arturo helped at all times during construction.
19:53 - Other volunteers who opened the houses where they worked on these days, came to help in other homes that needed more hands to complete. Amelia's house slowly took shape, and now only need to be roofed.
20:15 - The work was stepped up at the home of Irma, who was the house that was a little further back than the rest. The hour, the heavy weather of the weekend, wanted to play against a group of young people, who found energy to continue working.
The house of our always cheerful Mr. Luis, was also within minutes of being finished and opened. Then all the volunteers would work helping in the last houses that should be finished.
08:20 - Before I retire, I passed by the house of Reina, who was the first to be completed. The help of her brothers -as I mentioned before- were the hands that allowed to accelerate the process. Congratulations Mrs. Reina, live in a better position now, with your husband and three beautiful children.
23:47 - The reunion. In front of Sports Center San Cristobal, all young people that today was working in the Northern Marsh leave the tools, gathered to share the experience and be together again after such a tiring day.
The Remembrance. Those who may not have the opportunity to build again in the near future either trip, end of mission in the country or any other situation, will have to remember not only the experience of the weekend, the smile of "his family" helped, the thanks, the hugs, the shared emotions, the shirts with signatures of new friends, but also the eternal mark on his life for have made the difference.
The future. Tools, the witch-mail, the new families and a wealth of experiences awaits you, in the next great constructions of UTPMP. Remember you're not just building houses, but building a better future, a better society, and a better country.
Un mes después, 12 de Diciembre.
One month later, Dec. 12th.
16:50 - Reina's house seemed transformed. A touch of paint gave a new face, and she complied with that requirement that the JC will mention when they will open their home, "I hope this is a new beginning for you".
Reina was with her son and told me that tore down the old house that was just 2 meters away, from where it is now her new home. It's clearly a way to leave her old life and restart her story. Congratulations for her!
That mom that a month ago when I photographed for the first time had a large belly about to give birth, today, to me and you all showed us the fruit of her love. If something could not miss in this story -and hundreds that occur in UTPMP- is that Irma decided to call her baby Rossana, in honor of one of the girls who worked in the construction of her home. As I had written before, there are footprints that UTPMP marked on families and their volunteers. What else did Irma was unable to say goodbye to her builders, as she was in the hospital.
They still keep the little sign of welcome that each crew of volunteers made for each house, before the inauguration. It reflected the names of those who collaborated, and wishes for this new beginning. Mr. Arturo, a man of few words sometimes, but with an ever smiling face, manages one of the ornaments of the house, which remained hanging on the wall.
17:13 - Mrs. Francisca tells me that in her new house she will move her daughter because she wants her to have that better future she didn't. A decision that bring me emotions, where a person while having little, still decide to give everything.
Victorina, with the blessing of her family: her children, all smiling, happy, playing at home as the sky begins to turn gray in this Sunday where raindrops fell at noon, or watch TV. The life of every home in the Marsh is like any other on a Sunday, the only difference is what surrounds the four walls.
The time for me was a little tyrant, but not both simultaneously. Odulia and her beautiful family were going out so he gave me just enough time to find them at the door. Had not yet moved all her things in the house, but it already enjoyed a couple of nights on the freshness of sleeping with the windows open and leaving the wind at times playing inside.
17:36 - I finally got to the home of Mrs. Josefina, the lady that its builders adopted as a second or third grandmother, and I also felt that way. I saw and she was tear-filled eyes, he remembered something sad had happened the previous day.
The sign on the house of Josefina, she said will remain there for long, because every time seh see it will remember his small group of builders and the great human heart that combines in UTPMP. Josefina will continue working -despite her age in a society that didn't give her opportunities-, will continue collecting recycling items for sale, still harboring hope in her heart. This new stage in her life as many others did, is just simply a further step towards a better future. Gracias UTPMP.
And so, hoping for a better future and a dignified life, the opportunities that society because of chance not show up, today will be possible thanks to this youth who decide to move motivated by the satisfaction of marking the country's history, or history in lives of these people. As in the case of M. Vega, who at the second visit I made to Marsh she came up to me and my friend who accompanied me, and told us that she had sent his application to get the opportunity to benefit thanks to UTPMP with a new house. She lived alone with her five children, was abandoned by her husband and the storms that struck between November and December, his house had been unsustainable outcomes. M, like many other women and families in Paraguay, deserve that grain of hope.
Misión cumplida, rostros y corazones felices y contentos, casas construidas, metas alcanzadas. El combustible que mueve UTPMP del que hablé en mi post anterior, no se acaba, tan simplemente se multiplica, se renueva y se mantiene. Y así es como UTPMP llegó a la Casa 1000 en diciembre de 2010, donde más familias fueron beneficiadas y significa un hito que será superado en el futuro. Y editando un documental de una profesora de Villarrica oriunda de Paso Yobái -que se llama Pura Cuyer-, aprendí algo muy importante que siempre tengo en cuenta: "las decisiones por más pequeñas que sean, hacen que la vida de una persona mejore, y a través de la mejoría de la vida de varias personas, mejora una sociedad". Este grupo de jóvenes que crece y crece, decidió efectivizar las acciones por su propia cuenta, decidieron levantarse del letargo y donar un fin de semana o varios, para buscar una sociedad mejor. Hoy no sólo construyeron unas casas para varias familias, sino que de a poco, van construyendo un país mejor. Preguntáte si no es hora en que te conviertas también en combustible. | Mission accomplished, happy faces and hearts, homes built and goals achieved. The fuel that start UTPMP which I talked about in my previous post, not decrease, but just so simply multiply, renewed and maintained. And so it UTPMP came to the 1000th House in December 2010, where more families were served, and is a milestone will be surpassed in the future. And editing a documentary about a teacher of Villarrica, originally from Paso Yobai -called Pura Cuyer-, I learned something very important that I have always considered "every choice, however small, can impact a person's life for the better, and improving the lives of more people, society itself improves". This group of young people which grows and grows, decided to effectuate the actions by their own, decided to get off the lethargy and donate a weekend or more, to seek a better society. Today not only built some houses for several families, but little by little, they build a better country. Ask yourself if there is time also, for you to become fuel. |
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Zenoura!!! Me encantaron todas las fotos y las narraciones!! Muchas felicidades excelente tu trabajo y mil gracias por la ayuda durante esos dos dias en la construccion!!, y por alentarnos!!
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