Response to sherrare (sean Mackenna)

ive been in trouble countless times. when its more serious though and i have to leave, when i come back its always been the same and we get back to doing the same stuff we were basically. the one time i experinced change was when i came back from a church mission trip. when i used to go to church i was part of a youth group. every summer they would take us to some place in the U.S. where people who had little or no income lived and needed our help. i couldn't go back this year because i cut ties with the church and i had to be here for the bridge program. last year though we went to Fort Wayne Indiana. while we were there we met and helped refugees who made it to America from Burma. i didn't know a lot about Burma when we got there but the group we worked with breifly explained that these people don't know a lot about America but they came here because there government was killing everyone in there country. it really showed when we had to teach grown adults how to read simple words and speak English. that was a real eye opener to me because i wasn't sure how to go about it. the thing that hit me the hardest was when we met the kids. from the beginning i became attach to a boy named Friday and his two brothers Thursday and Sunday. they had names that were days of the week because their parents didn't know that those weren't names. they were the sweetest kids i had ever met in my life. they were grateful for everything. Friday was six, Thursday was five, and Sunday was three. the way they stuck together was so amazing to me and for them to welcome me into there "group" was indescribable. we split into two groups within our organization and would switch off everyday between playing with the kids and teaching the adults. i was told everytime that when my group didn't come that day the boys would be sad and beg for me to come. this kind of compassion they showed towards me was something i never experienced before. i guess what i was trying to get at with this story was when i got home i realized how good we have it. they didn't have water,food, very limited clothing, no cars, computers, t.v.s, and even education. to still be that happy to be running around playing all day enjoying life was just amazing to me. when i got in my room i was so thankful that i lucky enough to have all these things that we take for granite. i felt out of place with my friends for a while because i had grown attached to the boys. since then i haven't heard from them. ive tried sending them mail but seeing as though they cant read i don't think ill be getting a response back. i send them pictures of us and i know they understand that. they made me realize how good life is and how you don't need materialistic objects to be happy.