Our heroine has no costume or cape, but the one thing she cannot do is: fly. It is almost impossible to get her to pose for a picture; she is thin and small and despite her aerodynamic clothes could make her fly in a storm, she prefers to stay down here, close to the mud and those who suffer the most. Marlen may look tiny to our eyes, but she is just disguising an engine filled with a throng of power horses, courage and humbleness who dedicates every minute of her life to care for the abandoned disabled: the poorest of the poor, those who cannot even ask for help. Continue reading
It is not easy to find the time and place to sit down and do the homework, even if we have the most comfortable desk in the world. For those who don’t own one it is even more difficult. For Cristina or Brian it was the same to lay their workbook on the dirty floor or on top of a mountain of potatoes or yucca; as it was hard for Karla to focus while there were always beans to peel or grains to remove from the corn. Karen just wanted to run and play leaving her backpack way under the table loaded with vegetables. Among the hustle of the local market of Cuenca, Ecuador, in between stands of vegetables, fruits, rice, juices and witch doctors, many kids tried to find the time and place to do their homework. Continue reading
Our Friends = those who we choose to share different moments, they go with us and help us to double the joys and divide in two the sadness.
In San Martín de los Andes, Argentina, Father Fernando without a second thought took us to a joyful group of volunteers who call “Our Friends” to the men they find abandoned in the streets, forgotten and generally with too much booze. Continue reading