A lot has been on my mind this evening.
Library classes went well today although not as planned. The Directors of Anija had a meeting that they used the library for so one of my classes got shifted until tomorrow. I had also planned on bringing in one of the first and both second grade classes into the library (usually I go to their classes) but forgot it was being occupied so I changed plans last minute and it worked out.
During recess I noticed that one of our students had large burn marks on the back of her knee/leg area. This same girl had burn marks on her knuckles last week. Sadly I found out that an uncle put her knuckles (and this week leg) on the hot muffler of a motorcycle to discipline her. Someone talked with her mom about it and she thinks it's fine to punish her like that! Please pray for her.
We went on home visits this afternoon. We are now in the process of choosing students for the next school year. We've received about 300 applications for 15-20 spots. One of the new applicants has a brother that already attends Anija. I had never been to his house before. It (the whole house) is smaller than my bedroom. There's no fridge or sink, bathroom (there's a community bathroom outside), and there's one bed that the parents and two of the kids share (the third kid sleeps at his gramma's house as you can imagine there's not enough space for him).
After getting back from home visits, I saw one of the fifth grade girls hanging around, which was strange as school was over 3 hours earlier. Apparently she usually gets a ride home (which is fairly far away) with another student but today she was left behind. She called family members and basically was told, "Figure it out on your own." She said she was hungry so we walked down to the Colmado (like a Circle K) and I bought her a snack. I had plans to pick up a friend from work and hangout and later had dinner plans so I didn't end up taking the girl home. I knew she wouldn't be left at Anija but I'm still thinking about how she got home.
I'm so grateful for the home I grew up in, for my parents and family, for hot showers, always having more than enough food, everyone who has ever looked out for me, and everyone who continues to pray for me. Lord please keep our kids safe and thank You for letting us be a part of their lives by feeding, teaching, loving, and looking out for them.