Written by Adam on Tuesday August 28

Impoverished.
Poverty stricken.
Joyful kids...
Psychos.
Enrique, Fernando, Jose', Gordo, Martin, Miquel, Ariel.
A bunch of names of "ninos" (children) here in Mexico. The kids so far have been such a blessing but still a challenge. Overall the kids have been tons of fun. We have played ample amounts of soccer amidst the dust blowing straight through my trachea into my lungs. I have learnt several soccer terms in espanol including "chillinita" which means bicycle kick or "cauisita" or header. With the dirt in the air, the "puerterro" goalie has a difficult time seeing the kids giving the ball a "dirho" (kick).

We were forced to tell the kids today they could not have any of our water because we were low on it for ourselves. Needless to say, I felt like a stuck up white man. Unfortunately the Mexicans sometimes act as though we (us Canadians) are important or something. I do not like being looked at like a superior. But the young kids just love our prescence and we love theirs.

Gordo, a young boy about 3 years old, was sword fighting with today with little sticks. I like him because he is a "tough cookie" to crack. He doesn't talk at all but if you can get a smile out of him, he is cuter than ever as his big brown eyes light up. I guess he loved the "cappuchi" piggyback ride that I gave him ... Oh yah, that's a frequent Spanish word that you hear around kids. They run up and rattle off in spanish with outstretched arms yelling cappuchi.

I quickly have adapted the phrase "no mas cappuchi" (no more piggybacks). Not because I don't have fun, but because if there is a large group of kids, we quickly become a jungle jim. Yet I still love it.

After building today, we had tacos for dinner. I had 4 and it was awesome. In the parking lot of the taco place there was a 20 foot deep hole that was encased in cinderblocks the whole way down. This was exciting compared to a Canadian parking space.

Now I am back here at camp; which by the way is gorgeous compared to expectations. There are palm trees everywhere, a pool, a campfire, a treehouse, flush toilets, showers, a playground, and even grass which is phenomenal for Mexico.

Anyway, I think I have said enough and we thank you so much for your prayers as we can most definitely see God moving.

Adios amigos!