The first phone, the one he used in my last blog, died. But Juan Carlos found a charged phone and was able to make a call to his brother in the US. At that point Fany's brother who lives in the US called. He was crying. He said that Juan Carlos is close to death from dehydration. They called immigration to turn him in, but immigration said they couldn't help. The only thing they could do is tell him to walk to a road and hope that help would drive by.
There was a time we felt hopeless. Fany's parents were fasting. Fany and I prayed. We were told that Juan Carlos and the two Guatemalan men who were with him were all too weak to walk. They couldn't make it to a road.
That is when the Lord stepped in again. First they found the phone. Then they found a WELL. A well with water. They drank until they could walk. Juan Carlos found his brother again and said they were feeling good. They could see lights and a road. They were going to walk there, then sit down and rest until someone came along.
That was the last thing we heard at 3 a.m. two nights ago.
On the brighter side, today was a fun day. It was the first day of dance classes in Los Pinos. Yesterday the dance teachers arrived. We headed into Los Pinos this morning and had two classes. One for the group of kids who go to school in the afternoon, then later a second class for the kids returned from their morning classes.
It brought back memories of the classes I was in as a child. I haven't danced (in a class) in 30 years. But I used to love dancing. The teachers didn't speak English, so I translated and even danced with them. It was lots of fun for me, as well as the kids.
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| Stretching |
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| Crafts |
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| And more dancing |
I have more photos of the little ones in the afternoon class, but the internet is too slow. You can enjoy them tomorrow.
