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ok well first its Riku/Sora yaoi and there is some swearing and suggestive themes but no lemons or anything. there will be a few in later chapters but i wont post them cause of the pg-13 rule, so you can read them on my journal... i hope you enjoy it!!

chapter 1
Sora lay in bed staring at his wall waiting for his alarm clock to ring. A large packing box of his clothes and such sat by his bedroom door. He glanced at his cell, wishing he could talk to Kairi before he left. The clock read 3:59 am. 4:45 am was when his ferry for the mainland left.
'Sora! Come down and have some breakfast!' His mother called as his alarm clock rang.
'Coming,' Sora called from his bed waiting a minute before he got up. Slowly, he moseyed over to his alarm clock, unplugged it and put it away in the box. He changed his clothes and went into the bathroom across the hall from his bedroom to brush his teeth. He leisurely squeezed a blob of toothpaste onto his brush and began brushing.
'Sora! Come down, you're going to miss the train!' His mother called again.
'Ahm cohmming!' He called, toothpaste dribbling down his face. Slowly, taking his own time, as if relishing every moment of still being home, he packed his toothbrush and toothpaste in the box and carried it down the stairs, along with his backpack.
'Hi, Sora,' said a familiar voice.
'Kairi?' Sora asked in disbelief, dropping his box and backpack. He rushed over to her and squeezed her tightly in a romantic embrace.
'It's nice to see you too, lazy bum!' Kairi joked, kissing him gently on the cheek.
'Please tell me you've come to stop my crazy parents from sending me away to the big city!' Sora begged.
'Come on Sora, you know its the best school for boys in the country,' His mother consoled. Sora paid no mind to the crazy woman, she was only sending him away to have time alone with his dad, but he supposed it was a good thing, as long as he got away from them.
'I'm gonna miss you a lot, Sora,' Kairi said, changing the subject.
'I'm gonna miss you too, Kairi,' Sora said, gently kissing her soft pink lips.
'I love you, Sora,' Kairi whispered in his ear. These words struck Sora, making his step back a little. Sora defiantly wasn’t ready for that sort of commitment to his girlfriend but alas, he said nothing and hugged her back.
When they had had breakfast, cleaned up, Sora carried his box and backpack into his dad’s car and he drove the two teens to the loading station for the ferry. Sora carried his box to a seat on the ferry and sat down.
'Now Sora, destiny Islands isn’t that far from St. James Academy, so you better visit me, you lazy bum!' Kairi joked, as tears formed in her eyes. Sora stood up and embraced her wiping the tears from her face.
'Don’t worry Kairi, ill visit you for winter break, 3 months will just fly by!' Sora consoled putting his hand up to her face.
'Not without you here...' She held his wrist, keeping his warm hand on her cheek.
'Don’t worry, Kairi, I'll call you every day, and we can still email each other, we'll live.' Sora reassured, pulling her closer.
'I love you Sora,' Kairi said, expecting an answer from him.
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She didn’t get one.’ God, Sora, I'm not expecting you to say it back but you don’t have to say nothing either!'
'Sorry, Kairi,' Sora said softly.
'You don’t love me, do you?!' Kairi yelled, becoming hysterical.
In and attempt to get her calm he said, 'Ok, I love you.'
'You don’t mean it.' Kairi bitterly snapped.
'Yes I do, I love you Kairi,' Sora said, kissing Kairi gently.
Kairi giggled and hugged him tightly, 'I gotta go now.'
'Lets not say goodbye, I don’t want to leave you.' Sora said, not loosening his grip around the cherry red haired girl.
'Ok, lets just pretend we'll see each other tomorrow,' Kairi replied.
Sora kissed Kairi one last time and whispered, ‘See you tomorrow, Kairi.'
'See you tomorrow Sora,' Kairi whispered, tears burning her eyes, as she turned and left. Without looking back she walked off the ramp. Sora set his stuff on a chair and ran out to the front deck of the ferry and watched as they left. Hoping to see Kairi, but he didn’t. When the Destiny Islands were out of sight he went back into the cabin. Having no desire to look at the ocean he pulled out a book and began reading.
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When the ferry had reached Twilight Town he got up and followed the heard of people. Sora walked along the sidewalk until he found a taxi. He politely asked the driver to take him the St. James academy.
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Once at the school he went to the main office to notify them of his being there. A cute girl with brown hair and vibrant green eyes sat behind a desk that was too tall for her small figure.
'Hey! are you the new guy?!' She exclaimed jumping up to greet Sora.
'Um I guess so...' Sora answered, a little confused at to what she meant by 'new guy'.
'YAAAAAY!!!' She squeed. 'I'm sooo happy you're here! I heard a lot about a new guy from Destiny Islands and I'm from there!! I'm Selphie!!' exclaimed the hyper teen. 'I'll show you your room and stuff!' Selphie grabbed Sora by the wrist and before he could say anything she had booked it to the elevator. While reading the stickey note on her thin arm she mashed the button with the number 4 on it.
That poor button... Sora thought.
Once they were at the floor Sora would be staying on she read the note and stared wide-eyed at the number. She walked very slowly and shifty eyed down the hallway, which suddenly became hot and stuffy and longer than she had remembered. When they reached Sora's supposed room she bowed all the way down to the floor, 'This is your room, I'm really really sorry I didn't have a say in where you were going to live, I'm so sorry you have to be with him!!!'
'Him?' Sora asked.
'Um... well this is your room, I hope you enjoy it. Bye-bye!' Selphie avoided looking at Sora's face and ran down the hall to the elevator.
'Um... ok?' Sora looked at the key in his hand and opened the door bracing himself for whoever him was. When Sora opened the door, he saw an angel walk out from a room in the back. The angel wore black silk pajama bottoms and nothing else. Said angel glided across the floor, yawning and scratching his God-like a** while stretching the other arm.
'Who the ******** are you?' Riku asked, embraced on the inside but not showing it in front of such a beautiful boy.
A fierce blush crawled over Sora's face, 'Um... I'm Sora... I uh... they said this was my room?' Sora struggled to get words out of his mouth without drooling.
(A/N: I'm eating an apple. I like apples. Just thought you might like to know.)
'Oh you're the new kid?' Riku asked seductively, slinking over to the doorway. Riku took Sora in his arms, letting Sora's stuff fall to the ground. Sora struggled to keep his body up. Their moths moved at an intoxicating pace. Sora gasped as Riku grazed a hand over his growing erection. Or so Sora daydreamed.
'Hello? Yo? You awake man?' Riku asked, tapping Sora on the shoulder. wondering what he was thinking.
'Huh? What??' Sora asked looking around the room seeing Riku a little too close to his body for comfort. Sora stammered to pick up his box and asked, 'Where’s my bed?'
'Unfortunately we share a room. Yours is over there.' Riku pointed to a double bed with a blue cover on it. Sora muttered a thanks and set his stuff on the bed.
'I'm going to take a shower, school starts soon, so you better get ready.' Riku warned, but apparently not enough. All Sora did was sit on the bed and finish his book. That was his first big mistake.

chapter 3-
Sora sat *dumbfounded* in the embrace of this total stranger, who happened to be a guy, ‘I… Uh, I’m not um… Well you see, I…’ Sora babbled like an idiot.
‘Hey, come see me after school. Room 413, got it memorized?’ Axel said, pecking Sora a little kiss on the lips.
‘Um… ok… I’ll uh…’ Sora stuttered still sitting when the red headed boy had left.
‘You idiot,’ Riku said, sitting down by Sora.
‘What’s that supposed to mean?!’ Sora exclaimed.
‘He’s going to molest you, you idiot. Think with the big head, not the little one. What happened to that girlfriend of yours, straight boy?’ Riku mocked.
‘Who would want me anyways?’ Sora mocked, as Riku got up muttering to himself about how much of an idiot Sora was. Sora sat frowning, debating in his mind weather to go to Axel’s room or not. He ended up going there after school, just to see what he wanted from him.
‘Hey Sora’ Axel greeted the youth, holding him in a tight embrace.
‘Um, hi…’ Sora said, a becoming *flustered*at the feeling of being held by another male.
‘So what do you want to do first?’ Axel whispered, running his hands over Sora’s slender body.
‘Um, I was actually wondering… um what it was uh, you um wanted…’ Sora managed to sputter.
‘Heh, well then we’ll make it up as we go, then, yeah?’ Axel said, leading Sora to the bedroom.
Meanwhile Riku sat on his bed, playing music really loud, so as to not hear the disturbing but couldn’t help but turn it down a little to listen in on his almost friend…
Sora laid down on the bed his arms around Axel’s neck, who caressed the boy as they kissed. Their lips moved together at an *intoxicating* rhythm, Sora too out of sorts to notice anything had happened until his pants were off.
‘Wait… Axel… I, I can’t…’ Sora panted, as Axel showered his neck and collarbone with kisses. Sora giggled at the feeling of Axel’s lips on his skin.
‘Don’t worry, Sora, I promise I’ll make you feel good,’ Axel practically moaned, in Sora’s ear.
‘No, Axel, Please stop…’ Sora cried, *flailing* his arms and legs, trying to get Axel off of him. Axel slid his hands in Sora’s pants, as tears rolled freely down his cheeks. Suddenly, someone came crashing through the door of the dorm room.
‘Sora?’ Riku called, from the front of the room, opening the door to the bedroom.
‘Riku?’ Sora asked, desperately. He sat still as Axel got up and began arguing with Riku about barging into other peoples rooms, and not raping his room mate and so on, but Sora was so devastated that he just curled up on the bed and hugged his knees close to his body.
‘Sora, we’re going. Come on,’ Riku said, grabbing Sora’s shirt and helping Sora up. He held Sora’s small hand delicately and led him into the bedroom of their own dorm. ‘What the hell were you thinking? He could have seriously hurt you! What’s your problem?!’ Riku lectured Sora as he at on his bed, hugging his knees and nodding like a child getting scolded by their parent.
Suddenly Riku stopped speaking. For a minute he jut stared at Sora until he finally said something again, ‘Sorry… I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry…’ Riku said, sitting next to Sora and putting his arm around the *traumatized* boy. Sora leaned his head on Riku’s chest and cried.
A small boy sat on the floor of an apartment, playing with a doll.
‘So they’ve already eaten, their bedtime is at 9:00 and I should be back around 11 or so. Thanks so much for babysitting, I know they can be a handful…’ An older woman explained the rules to the babysitter who sat on the floor, listening and setting up a game of Candyland.
After the mother had left the little boy, about 4, sat on the babysitters lap and asked, ‘Can I be on your team?’
‘NO,’ said the other boy. He pushed the little boy off the girls lap and started talking to the babysitter, ‘I wish I had my own punching bag! You know why? Cause I hate everything! I hate this house, I hate my mom, and I hate my stupid little brother Sora! I hate him!’ the older boy shouted hitting the small one with a pillow. The small boy, Sora sat on the floor and took the beating, not moving.
‘Hey now, Akeem, lets not play rough with Sora,’ said the babysitter. The 7 year old didn’t comply and continued to beat up his brother. ‘Hey! Akeem, if you don’t stop hitting Sora, you’re getting a time out!’
Akeem enraged, kicked the board on the floor and screamed, ‘I don’t want to play this stupid baby’s game!’
Later that night when the boys were getting tucked in, Sora sat in the hallway listening to his brother yell at and hit the baby sitter, who gave him a little smack on the behind, and tell him to get in bed this instant. After she had come out, tears welled up in the small boy’s eyes.
‘I don’t want to go to sleep…’ He said, a tear falling down his face.
Almost knowing how he was so afraid the baby sitter picked the little boy up and balanced him on her hip, ‘Do you want to come down stairs and watch a movie with me?’
‘Yes…’ Sora said, resting his head on the sitters shoulder.
‘Sora I want you to do something for me, ok?’ the sitter said, stroking Sora’s chocolate locks, ‘I want you to grow up big and strong, and never be afraid of your brother. You don’t need to be afraid. It’s okay to be yourself, remember that for me, okay? Don’t be afraid.’ Sora nodded and drifted off into a dreamless sleep, thinking only of the words of comfort previously whispered to him.
(A/N: Something like this actually happened to me when I was babysitting the other day, just not quite so dramatic, but that older kid is really mean I almost cried)
Riku stroked Sora’s hair as Sora cried. ‘I’m sorry I was bad, I won’t do it again, please don’t hurt me anymore Akeem!’ Sora sobbed *hysterically*, squeezing Riku like the Jaws of Life.
‘Akeem…?’ Riku wondered out loud. Sora cried for about 5 more minutes as Riku whispered comforting words in his ear.
An 11-year-old Sora sat on his bed and studied for a math test.
‘What are you doing Sora?’ Asked Akeem, obviously out of it.
‘I’m studying…’ Sora whispered, too scared of his unusually large brother to protest whatever he was going to do to him.
‘Put your books away for a second, Sora.’ His brother ordered, locking the door and *slinking* over to his brother.
‘Are you going to hurt me, Akeem…?’ Sora asked, terrified.
‘Don’t worry, Sora, I promise I’ll make you feel good,’ Akeem whispered to the little boy, taking his shirt off. (A/N: Sorry for the incest, it had to be done. The writing demons told me to…*cowers in fear of the writing demons in head…*)
Once Sora was calm he sat up and went to the mini fridge by the computer for something to eat. Sora loved to eat sweet things when he was upset. Especially caramel. Caramel was his comfort food.
‘What the ******** did you do with my caramel sauce?’ Sora shouted to a confused Riku in the bedroom.
‘I didn’t touch it stupid!’ Riku called back, getting up and showing Sora where it was.
‘Oh… Sorry…’ Sora said, still a little out of sorts.
‘No problem, man,’ Riku said, patting Sora on the back. Later that night, Sora came back into the bedroom after eating an entire bottle of caramel sauce, he had obviously been crying. ‘Hey are you ok?’ Riku asked as Sora lifted the covers off his bed.
‘Riku, I don’t want to be alone…’ Sora said, tears forming in his sapphire eyes.
‘Come over here,’ Riku said, lifting the covers of his own bed. Sora crawled into the bed and cuddled close. Sora faced Riku who wiped the tears from his eyes.
‘Why are you being so nice to me?’ Sora asked, holding Riku’s warm hand on his cheek. For a few minutes they just laid in bed staring at each other, until Riku broke the ice again, ‘I’ve never noticed how blue you’re eyes are…’
‘Riku… wow I’m… your hairs… it’s so soft and silky…’ Sora said, stroking Riku’s silver locks.
‘Yeah I use Herbal Essence…’ Riku explained, smiling inwardly at the silky hair comment.
‘Oh, Riku!’ Sora joked, sitting up and straddling his hips, ‘Oh Riku!’ Riku laughed, sitting up and pecking Sora a small kiss on the lips.
Now Sora and Kairi had kissed many times, but none were ever like this one. Not even their first kiss. Sora leaned a little more on Riku’s chest and kissed back, feeling like they were laying on a cloud and suddenly him and Riku were the only two people in the world. When the kiss was over Sora sat back a little, *bewildered* at Riku’s spurt of passion.
‘Why did you do that…?’ Sora asked.
Riku gave a sly grin and said, ‘Because I wanted it.’ Sora felt his heart sink at that comment, somewhat hoping Riku would say something along the lines of ‘because I love you’ no that it really mattered to Sora to begin with. Sora had a girlfriend… who he had been forgetting to call… Infact he hadn’t called Kairi in almost a week… Sora lay down next to Riku again and cuddled close, facing him.
‘Goodnight, Sora.’ Riku said, brushing Sora’s bangs to the side in a tender way. He only did that because he wants to take care of me… He probably has a boyfriend back home anyways… I should call Kairi… Sora laid in bed scared to death that Riku might molest him in the middle of the night, but something told him that Riku wouldn’t do that. All of a sudden Sora thought about his friends back on Destiny Islands, and how they were all such, as the guys here called it, ‘homophobes’. What happened to people being like him being so… bad…? I thought it wasn’t cool to be like that but it’s so… mixed up here… It’s bad to be straight, if you are you get raped, and I’m lying in bed with another guy… Sora fell asleep in Riku’s arms, cuddling close to the boy he thought he hated.
Sora woke on a beach, by a tree, Riku stood on the shore staring at the ocean. Sora noticed Riku wasn’t wearing any clothes and shyly looked down, and noticed his own bare front side.
Quickly he covered his manhood and shouted ‘Riku! What’s going on? Where are my clothes!!?’
‘None of that matters anymore,’ Riku said turning around, reveling his hard member sticking straight out. Sora couldn’t help but stare at it until he noticed it was a banana. Turning red in the face, Sora looked down again, and noticing his own member was a banana.
‘Riku, what’s going on…?’ Sora asked, stepping back against the tree, as Riku slinked over, grazing his banana against Sora’s, kissing his neck. Sora fell subject to the seduction and gave in.
Sora awoke in Riku’s bed alone. He lifted the covers and looked down at his front side, making sure it wasn’t a banana. It wasn’t. Thank God.
Sora looked over at his side and noticed Riku wasn’t there, so he got up and looked for him in the other room. Why is it that Riku is always in the shower…? Sora pressed his ear against the door and listened. And singing…?
‘Cause every time we touch I get the feeling!!’ Riku sang out of tune. Sora laughed, covering his mouth and facing the other direction. Riku’s voice was like a car wreck. Sora wanted to leave but he just couldn’t.
‘Sora why do you like to listen to me sing in the shower?’ Riku asked, shouting over the water. Sora sat against the wall behind the couch, hiding and hoping Riku wouldn’t find him as if he was going to come out looking for him with an axe.
He didn’t have an axe. Somewhat disappointed, Sora peeked up from behind the couch and looked at Riku, who stood, confident in his body. Sora stared at Riku, and looked at his package. Except it wasn’t exactly what it was supposed to be. Sora screamed and covered his eyes, as he realized, it was a banana.
Sora awoke again, this time in Riku’s arms. He lifted the covers and looked at his c**k. It was a c**k. Sora lowered Riku’s boxers and looked to make sure his wasn’t a banana either. It wasn’t.
‘Interested?’ Riku asked, his arm still around Sora.
Sora turned a cherry blossem pink and stammered, ‘I, um… well you see… I sort of… uh, there was this beach and you were like there and I was like there and we were like not in clothes? And uh you turned around and I didn’t mean to look, I swear! But it was like a banana and it was weird but then you were like there and then like not there and in the shower like naked with the banana and like singing the one song and then you like didn’t have an axe but you had the banana thing and then I woke up and I was making sure it wasn’t a banana… thing…’
‘Um, ok?’ Riku wondered guessing it was some weird dream. He shrugged it off and began to get ready for another hellish day in catholic school.

this is all i have so far but i'll be done witht he 4th soon i hope.... whee

Heh, it's quite good, actually, I like it, although I have a few things to say.. Mind some critique?
First of all, use quotation marks when writing in direct speech.. Err, lemme give you an example- "But you said otherwise" [Yay for lame examples >.>], not 'but you said otherwise' like you did. the ' can be an apostrophe too, when you use slang [eg- 'till the end of time].
Another thing that's bothering me is well.. You may call it personal style, but I think you're going too fast. You said Kairi was Sora's girlfriend. Normally, unless you don't like your girlfriend [/boyfriend] at all, you won't give up on him/her that easily.. Get what I mean? sweatdrop
It takes some time for a person to open up for love, especially if it some.. Recombinant kind of love [such as malexmale], while you have your own loving girl back home.. Hope my advice helped, n' keep writing! You'll get better I promise, and I like your plotline so far [although it's a bit haste from my point of view.. Oh well]

To those whom it may concern;
As you probably know I went on a mission trip with some people from my church to Honduras. Here is a list for the people who were a part of our team there.

Sam was the leader and he is very tall. There isn’t much to say about him but he is very sweet and he loves God a lot.

The co leader was Duane, and he is also very tall he is sort of middle aged whereas Sam is in his 20’s. Duane is also a very caring man and they both have a very healthy sense of humor.

Sam and Duane are both married, Sam’s wife is Megan who I am already friends with because she is a youth leader at our church and she is a very fun person to be around, I also borrowed my homecoming dress from here since we are like the same size.

Duane’s wife is a very small Chinese woman named Julie; she has 2 daughters and is a lot like any other mom.

The pastor of our church named John also came and he is really fun, he’s a hard worker and is nothing like most pastors, he’s also got a good sense of humor.

The pastor’s wife Anne also came and she is a preschool teacher and very sweet, and she loves children so much. Even though she doesn’t speak Spanish she speaks child so all the kids understand her.

Also a man named Nate came and I didn’t like him at first, but I ended up really getting to know him and I like him a lot better now. He is just a very fun all around loving guy and he speaks Spanish very well.

Michael came too and he is pretty quiet and I didn’t get to know him very well but he was a pretty cool person from what I saw.

Mark is the director of the midweek program at our church and he is a very funny person and always making jokes and fun to be with.

Toni is a woman who wasn’t from our church but she still came. She is a mom of 1 girl named Taylor.

Kyla has been a friend of mine since 2nd grade and it was really cool to not be the only teenager there. She is also fun to be with and she sort of gets emberaced a lot but it was still fun.

Kyla’s older sister Bekah also came and it was really cool to get to know here because they get along like best friends its easy to hang out with both of them and we all had a lot of fun together.

Kyla and Bekah’s dad John came too and he is a physicist and a professor at a college in Seattle.

Other than that the only people from Washington were me and my dad who is a 10 year old in a 40 year olds body.

Mario was our translator who lives in Mexico and usually does missions for merge there as a translator but he was with us last year in Playa del Carmen and liked our church so much he requested to come with us to Honduras. He is not very apathetic but usually shows no emotions unless he is at soccer games, or very, very happy or sad.

Efrain (Eff-rye-een) is the pastor of the church there in Honduras but they don’t really have a church, just a spot of land that is flattened and then a little hill about 10 yards and another flattened spot with a tin roof and like 8 beams and that’s where church is for them. Efrain is a very ambitious guy and he just loves God so much. He is very childish in his humor and he is very fun. His father is also Efrain and he drove us around in a van everywhere and his mother cooked us dinner every night and we ate at her house which was in the city.

If you drive about 15 minutes from the hotel we stayed you can pass Efrain’s house and go the Los Pinos, which is where we worked. If you climb up like 8 stone stairs and walk like 10 yards that’s the school that they had built, unfortunately only about half of the kids there can afford to go to school. But then if you climb up this ridiculously long hill that was crazy hard for even me to climb and it’s a mile long and about 500 feet high that’s the church. And these little kids do it bare foot every day multiple times. Carrying food or even their younger siblings.

Anyways one more guy was David (Dah-veed) who is also in his mid 20s and amazingly funny. His English along with Efrain’s is very, very good. David is such a clown its just always fun to be with him.

Day 1- We didn’t do any work, we just took 2 trips from the air port to the hotel, checked in and went to dinner at Efrain’s house.

Day 2- Work: as far as what they had done it was like nothing. There was half the trench for the wall dug, so we dug that, and moved this pile of sand to the side away from the dirt wall and trench of the church, and I bent rebar, and helped cut the ties.

Lunch: for lunch there was food provided by merge (the group that runs the missions business we chose) and Alleyda helped prepare it. She also works there at the church.

Outreach program: after we work and lunch there was a small break and then we did a children’s service outreach thing, the first day was a health and hygiene theme. First we did coloring and then there were stations, sort of like a VBS (vacation bible school) and Nate did a memory verse, there was a little healthy food puppet thing, and an active game, (red light green light) and Kyla and I put cinder blocks in a wall and we sat in the trench in the shade and did a puppet show and of course the kids loved it. And you can’t understand them because they talk so fast, just like the little kids here! So they would b like *in Spanish* ‘Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah’ ‘*gasp* Si??’ ‘*Excited* blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,’ ‘ohhh! Es bueno??’ ‘No…’ ‘No, no es bueno…’ ‘Oh si, si, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah,’ and so on. And it like totally works. (Yes I just said ‘like totally’.)

Day 3- Work: On the third day we tightened the ties on the rebar for the columns for the wall, and also cleared the floor and made it level. We also tied a long column to go along the length of the wall to go in the trench. Since we didn’t have a cement mixer, we mixed cement on the ground of the lower level of the property, and then carried it in buckets up the hill to put it in the trench. Also to save cement we moved rocks to put in the trench. By the time we were done with that, since the floor level was a like a step higher on the left side, the cement was level but not yet ready to build the wall.

Lunch: Lunch this day was not fun at all. It was very evident that there were the Hondurans eating and then us eating, and not together. Also after lunch today, I took a nap on the floor of the church.

Ministry: The theme of this day’s ministry was respect so we made bracelets to represent respect for different things (God, community, others and self) so I tied bracelets for people, and colored pictures with the kids.

Day 4- Work: This day we finished the foundation of the wall and put up rebar for the cinder blocks to be stacked. We also tied rebar in a grid on the floor. Also the large pile of sand was moved to the lower level of the property to level the floor for another trench for the wall on that side of the building. Unfortunately we didn’t get that trench dug.

Lunch: Lunch this day was much better in that we all ate together with the Hondurans and us.

Ministry: Today was the last day of children’s ministry, so we had a carnival day that was health and respect themed so we still had stations except they were like balloon animals (Kyla and Bekah knew how to make balloon animals and Mario used to be a clown). The station I was at was face painting. So Julie and me sat under a tree in the shade and painted faces. The awesome thing about that was that I got to see almost every kid, and we took pictures of all of them and we are going to show them in our church so people can choose a kid to pray for.

Day 5- Today was Easter Sunday and the end of lent!! Which meant coffee for me!! This day, we didn’t do any work, because it was Easter Sunday, but we had church at the site, and it was amazing! First we prayed together and there were like 4 older women in the back who prayed for us so it was prayers in English and Spanish and these other women praying for us themselves out loud and you could just feel God’s presence, and then we Sang songs together, and we sang ‘open the eyes of my heart’ and ‘the air I breath’ and it was being sang in English and Spanish and it like all blended together, and we sang for the church ‘I love you, Lord’ in Spanish for them. And then we all sang together.

After we sang our pastor gave a sermon and Mario translated it. And he did my favorite story thing. He pulled out a new 100 Lempira (about 5 dollars) and he asked if the congregation would like him to give it to Efrain for the church. And they said yes, and he crumpled it up and asked again and they said yes, and then he threw it on the ground and stomped on it, and asked again and they said yes; and he explained that even though sometimes we may feel crumpled or dirty or stomped on, but God still sees our true value. Then he gave it to Efrain.

After church we did house visits where we broke into 4 groups and went to people’s houses, and they served us lunch, and it was really cool and humbling to like see how these people live. Still people would think that since these people are poor they are sad or don’t have anything, but they do have a lot in the way of family and talents. The house I went to was Juan and he had a prosthetic leg, but he was a carpenter and one of the foremen who were working with us. We got to see some pictures of things he had made and he made a guitar and a violin all by hand, and a bookcase, and a dresser and all this amazing stuff with no training at all.

After House visits we had sort of an excursion day, and some of us went to a soccer game that was a qualifying round for the world cup for 17 and under. It was Honduras versus Mexico and of course Mario was for Mexico, and he as one of 5 people in a 25000 audience who was cheering for Mexico. Including us gringos! Anyways, Efrain and his younger brother was there and his brother was 15 (my age) and very cute and his name was Wakein *sigh* too bad he only spoke Spanish and I don’t… Oh well. Back to the game, it was a tie, 0 to 0 and Honduras was able to advance.

Day 6-Work: Today tied more rebar for the floor and finished that part. Also a truck came like half way through the day and we set up an assembly line and moved and stacked in a pile-ish stack 400 cinder blocks, and 14 100-pound bags of cement. Then we mixed all of the cement.

Lunch: I ate lunch with everyone this day and it was fun. Most like lunch every other day.

Ministry: Today was Youth ministry, which was much different than children’s, in that it was more like teaching, rather than interactive stuff. But I helped anyways and it was fun. We did the bracelet thing again and I made one and helped tie them.

Day 7-Work: The day before this we had poured along zig zag lines to make paths for us to walk along, also to fill in and level the rest of the floor. By the end of this day almost the entire floor was poured, and half of the wall up.

Ministry: I wasn’t there for this ministry day (it was being held at the school they are renting at the bottom of the hill) but Megan (the leader of youth ministry) was teaching it. Mario wasn’t there when they were leaving so she asked Efrain to translate and he said sure, but then she said it was about God’s plan for sex within marriage, and his eyes went all wide and he said very slowly ‘Oh… Mario would be good for that…’ Because in Honduras, Youth is considered about 13 to married and Efrain is probably still considered youth since he isn’t married yet! (Lol funny story… I think at least…) but it ended up that only 3 people were there so they played Frisbee instead.

And after that we had a barbeque for the people of the church and the bano family. (Bano is actually spelled with a ~ over the n but I don’t know how to type that, and it means bathroom in Spanish. This family let us impose and use their bathroom every day when we needed to.) It was very fun and good that we didn’t scare them off with our horrible American mystery meat food…

Day 8- Today we didn’t do any work, because we went to Valley of the Angels, which was more of a touristy place but I got some cool stuff. And then we went to the hotel and then to the airport. But I have a really weird story about the trip home! At the gate when we were waiting to get on I saw this guy who was at the hotel we were staying at and he was sitting kind of close to us and I thought he was like following us because I say him check in and sit close to us at breakfast twice and sit right behind me like he was watching me in the computer room. And so we get on the plane and they were going to leave but then they said ‘we have to go back to the gate there has been a disturbance on the plane’ so we go back to the gate and they start pulling a bunch of people off the plane and they pull of dude and he gets back on after a while and reaches up to the over head bin but he’s like pawing at the part under the latch like he doesn’t know where it is and then he reaches his arm back and punches this dude in the face and he just starts wailing on this other guy and then they pull him off and then we leave.

So I talked to Julie cause she was like 2 rows in front of him and she said that he and they guy in front of him were arguing about the other guys kid being fussy, and he was like cursing and stuff at this guy to get his kid to shut up. And the guy behind him hit in in the head to make him shut up cause he was being really mean and a lot of people were like they have to get this guy off the plane so when he got back on he was punching just some random guy and it was like really weird… so after that we had a 10 hour layover in Miami, and I slept on the cold hard airport floor, but it was still ok. But then our flight the next day got canceled, so the airport services got everyone a free hotel room in this really fancy hotel that was really cool. And it was so awesome it was like over 300$ a night hotel for free. And then we went home and it’s very good to be home. I recommend a mission trip to all Christians who are serious about their faith.

Sorry for the long authors note and no 4th chapter, but if you would like pictures see my journal for the website.